Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 27th, 1911

This morning I went to school without my overcoat, and to-night when I came home from work, it was with all my overcoat buttoned up to my chin, amid a scene of whirling flakes of snow and whitened earth.  This morning was a wild warm morning; the rising wind whirled ragged, black clouds across the sky and occasionally, rain fell.  All morning the wind reared; the clouds raced on and on, while occasional bright sunlight livened the earth.  At noon the air had become much colder and as afternoon came on, the wind roared and whistled with furious violence, and at times flurries of snow were hurled through the air.  After school, a snow-storm set in in ernest and until I felt asleep the storm roared on, unabating.

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, Monday March 27, 1911