Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 Jim & I spent afternoon and evening in fishing trip.A fine windy day. The walk out an enjoyable one. The air is warm but fresh and the breeze is cool.Wheat in shocks –All things have an air of compactness. The clouds seem solid. The ground is hard by the alternation of dashing rain & hot sun.Trees tho windblown, seem a solid mass of green.Songsparrows the only song.Rolly chipper of goldfinches a new note – roadside