Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, June 23, 1915

A cold windy day – soft flaky windy day clouds move across the rich blue sky all day – The daily association with people at the office whose topics of conversation and whose aspirations travel in circles, is a constant worry to me – yet if I am strong it cannot harm me in relation to my ideal – The sunsets at this season are romantic – to see long blue green shadows stretching out to yellow remotely sunlit distances to go live in another world –

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, June 23, 1915