Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 Just as we arrive at bridge hear a songsparrow sing. This is a rare occurrence, especially at midnight.(HT)(HT)We lift turtle-lines here and proceed homeward. (HT)(HT)(HT)(HT)(HT)July 19, 1914(HT)(HT)A cool windy day, with a clear sky and hot sun. (HT)(HT)(HT)(HT)(HT)Monday July 20, 1914(HT)(HT)A hot day. Slight breeze - N.W. Sky a healthy opaque blue.(HT)(HT)Parched white clouds. Morning glories at sound end of house a mass of brilliant red and violet and blue.At noon hear first locust (cicada) of the kind that sings in a crescendo.