I took a walk after sunset tonight along country roads – The pale yellow & blue green afterglow lasted long – Schubert’s unfinished symphonic went through my mind – The night wind blew a moonlight night across the land after the last light vanished – I dreamed of my future as I went along under the black wind-clattering trees – I fought battles with imaginary critics & grew scornful.
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 19, 1915