Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, December 11, 1914

Tho at going to bed, it was raining, and morning light again revealed a whitened earth. It was a sugary snow, not shaggy like the other day, and gave all things a softened look. As the day advanced, the clouds broke, and we had a rare combination of sunlight and snow flurries at noon. As the snow particles fell on our coats, we saw that they were wonderful little stars. During the afternoon, pieces of cerulean sky showed above the yellow-topped flake-spotted clouds. The snow was indeed a flurry - flakes driven hither and thither fashion thru the “snapping air. Late evening to King’s to see about Rubary at Stony until twelve o’clock discussing religion and philosophy. He introduced me to Elbert Hubbard’s “Little Journeys to the Homes of Good Men and Great.”