Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 With the breaking of the clouds came a steady wind which now sings in the tree-tops as it scatters the soft sunlight about.Fritillary on clover. I wonder why he does not fly up. Turning clover over reveals a yellow crab spider.(HT)(HT)Singular beauty of fern shaped clusters of flowers on nettles in mosquito grove.(HT)(HT)Woodchuck barks again & thrusts nose out. After one or two cries, disappears.(HT)(HT)What an amount of life one can see by merely squatting down on a log. The ground is thickly spotted