Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

that some of its second brood was in danger but on investigation I found that he was merely piping to the sky. Occasionally I caught the faint cry of a blackbird and several times I saw several circling the sky together.

     I strolled lazily thru Jim’sgarden. While I think it is pretty, still what it is is only a promise of what it might be, if only the drought would end. The earth is hard and dry - plants are shriveling up, pitiful sights.

     Guarding the end of the garden on the east side of the arbor are perennial plants, lemon lilies, flags, spiderwort, phlox peonies and golden-glow, the last of which-graceful beauties are in bloom. Then comes the riot of flowers, pansies (dried up from the heat) portulace (in great quantities), hollyhocks, glad­iolias, gourds, morning glories, nicotanas, (Beautiful plants) petunias, cox-comb,rainbow corn, amyrillas (wine colored seed heads)