Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 fresh air.The wind - the first wind - was of uncommonly long duration, and the air was white with dust clouds. The first rain drops came sparsely and being few, were at the mercy of the wind and tossed hither and thither, which would not have been the ease in a heavy downpour, and thus the same puff of wind filled our eyes with dust and dashed water on our cheeks.Sometimes I think I am nearer to God during a thunderstorm than at any