Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

the moon dreaming. Silly sounding and perhaps it was,but pleasant nevertheless.

                   Saturday Aug 16, l913

Today yesterdays mellowness has gone a step farther - the weather, starting out as buoyantly and hopeful Wednesday after the cleaning up of the air, following the storm, had become dis­pirited and hopeless under the sun’sawful rays. Immediately following the storm, the days, started out briskly and cheerful and remained so until nightfall. Today, tho, starting out only moderately briskly, soon became tired early in the morning, and at noon was plodding wearily; by afternoon,it had sat down, and wearily begun to await the approach of night instead of going forth to met it. The air was quiet and dead and sultry; all sounds lingered and were prolonged indefinitely; the