Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

at all, I found some fire-pinks. I commenced to pick them but soon gave up making an attractive bouquet of them for a sticky substance with which they are coated, causes them to cling together in an unpleasing manner. While I was thus engaged, an Asterias Swallow-tail alighted on one of the fire-pinks. The blue-green in his lower wings complimented the color of the flower.(HT)Leaving here, I proceeded Northward. I caught sight of a hawk sailing above the Hill but he too saw me and disappeared. A new note I heard in the chorus and this was the house-wren’s warble. A red headed woodpecker gave his clattering call once or twice. I presently came upon a large patch of stonecrop which I proceeded to pick. It was cool here and the shade dense & consequently mosquitos abounded. They swarmed about me in clouds until I was frantic and I was able to endure but three bouquets, when I proceeded in all haste to find the blessed open of the Slanting Meadows.