Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

shades of violet, red and pink! They are a regular cooling draught to the eyes!

The day, in opposition to the comparatively cool days we have been having has been a sultry lifeless one; sometimes the clouds parted and let the glaring sun beat down, no breeze stirred. At noon I went over to Aunt Maggies for some Early whites.* I had to climb the tree but did so with right good will and also success. I have more pleasant memories associated with this kind of apples together with red astrakans,than with any other kind unless perhaps it is the northern spy. They are the first ones to ripen and we are eager for them, after a long apple “fast” for the winter variety have long ago vanished.

Once during the long afternoon,I glanced out of doors for a brief instant. The pale blue sky was only party covered with filmy clouds The sun, lazily slowly  - almost wearily sinking towards the west

*APPLES