Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 opaque brown have a peculiar effect. As far as I could observe they never rested.(HT)Hear call of wood-chuck to west. Investigate but do not see him.(HT)Having apparently drained the grove (spending the afternoon there) I proceed towards West Pond in hopes of stealing a march on a sheitpoke. Just as I come near pond one flies up. Here in the pond a tragedy was being enacted. The pond, lately so flush with water, is practically dried up. At one place however, a depression in the pond-bed, there still remained an