Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, November 12, 1948

To the Colden Country sketching—...The day spent in the delightful woods on the south side— (where I painted “New Fallen Leaves”) First picked out a subject the one I did a couple of years ago of tree a group of trees that form what I call a lynx face. Then ate my lunch & then set up my paraphernalia.

A fine day for my mood & subject—cloudy, threatening rain and not too cold. (white millers fluttering round, even into the evening). In the vaulted openings between the trees, I introduced glympses [sic] of Colden, the white church spire & a few houses & roads.—

At late afternoon, it commenced to rain and a wind came up. I was able to protect my painting sufficiently and I myself was protected by a large maple by my side. The rain ceased presently & I painted comfortably until dark. 

...I resumed my walk. Altho it was almost dark, I could see well enough on the ground. Branches I could not see however and my face was consistently being stung by them. A fine feeling to the woods, moist, wet leaves, bare trees gleaming black against the steel grey sky, with fantastic “webs” of branch groups. A large ravine. Coming back, the lights of the village & farm houses like fireflies.

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, November 12, 1948