A rare phenomenon later. It is quite dark. Up out of the southwest roars the huge wind. Great misshapen masses of clouds loom terrifically over the sky, the black openings of irregular shape seeming like strange creatures. The clouds are lit up by a mysterious light and are a cold bluish-white. In a black house below amid the black clawing trees in an evil yellow window.
Charles Burchfield, Journals, September 22, 1916