Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, September 13, 1949

To Zimmerman Rd. painting. 

A fine day, and I was overflowing with happiness that I was once again out painting.  

A warm, windy “weather” day—mostly cloudy (great variations of clouds) with occasional flashes of brilliant sunlight. I did a fantasy to represent September wind.  Sometimes showers of fine misty rain, never enough to hinder me, as my big umbrella was sufficient protection. September fields are in all their glory. Blue-jays, crows, nut hatches, and wild canaries.  

Finished about 5:00. Letter to M.A. then walk westwards over the swampy tract and into the woods. Then supper, and for walk with both ways along the road.  A fine fresh evening, great “romantic” skies—the kind I used to call Elysian in the old art school days.  

B liked the sketch, as did C. who came in after we had gone to bed. She had some proofs of her pictures taken a few days ago.

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, September 13, 1949