Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 Sheitpokes abundant. One lights near me. Breast sparsely streaked. General color effect gray.Beauty of goldthread forming a hopeless mash on elder berries. The leaves of the bush turn lemon yellow.All of a sudden I hear Jim yelling for me & I see him running towards camp with something in his hand. I answer. He say he has something I never saw before. It proves to be a black bass - a beauty. Jim so excited he seems like a little boy. I go down to hole.A deep hole under roots