Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, November 15, 1929

To Hamburg for a walk, after trying in vain all morning to work. The day was bright & windy and I could not resist the thoughts of a ramble.

East along the old railroad bed – Farmer plowing a field – which I sketch. A magnificent day – great cloud formations come up in such rapid succession that I am filled with wonder and anguish – The sun rolls along the top of some to the south-west creating startling effects that fill me with the presence of a supreme being – To the south a grim massing of heavy blue-black clouds, in front of which is a sunlit freshly plowed field and a beech woods with gleaming trunks & branches & rich sienna orange twigs.

The road-bed leads thru a woods – the sunlight is gone – The woods rustle with a remote melancholy sound—

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, November 15, 1929