Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 22, 1932

A snow from the east yesterday afternoon that turned to rain at night and formed ice on everything.  There is a dark mystery about an eastern snow and ice-storm – a dense milky blue haze – the sky hangs low, and the horizon is lit up with a brilliant white electric like light.

Working yesterday and today on re-arranging my studio and burning some pictures.  I have too much “excess baggage”, the trouble is to get the courage to throw it irrevocably aside.

P.M. to Buffalo – Bredemeier's to look at frames – thence downtown – buy cabinet for Bertha and a stewer – walk out Clinton to Fillmore – the typical snow flurries of late winter – all dashing madly helter-skelter in all directions-

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 22, 1932