Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, April 20, 1915

Crimson sun in the heavy rainbow haze – in the dense blue haze all trees seem dripping with rain – in a single night buckeye buds have burst and the leaves unfolding and poplar catkins, glowing red have stretched out and sway in the wind — filmy elusive green haze in the trees —

Thru park — glossy grackles glittering in the grass — dandelions — a pare poem is the falling of the cottonwoods catkins — at each new breeze they fall in whirligig fashion thru the thick air and color the green earth salmon pink, — where they look like caterpillars — reminds one of leaves falling in a hazy autumn —

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, April 20, 1915