Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

a beautiful blue smoke came from somewhere and filled the air. The sun’s light became yellowed and striking buildings and ground, presented an odd appearance. At evening the sun had become reddish gold and slowly disappeared among some rose colored mists. After he was gone, an afterglow,a bright warm yellow, came in the sky, lighting up the whole earth, filling all nooks and crannies. From out of the sky came a long flock of blackbirds, an impressive sight - speckling the sky with their black bodies.

                   Wednesday Aug 20, 1913

This morning as Mother came to wake me she made a remark about my being harder to wake this summer than I ever had been before. And it is the truth. I wish it were not for I would like to get up with the sun. After I came from the bathroom, I stood front of my bureau, naked, and was delighted by a cool strong breeze that, coming in the east wind played over my body. After breakfast I went