Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

when the moon appears, already about an hour high, hitherto ob¬scured by a bank of clouds. It is a dull orange, not attaining yet its customary brilliancy.(HT)The crickets & katydids have commenced, - whose song is supplemented by the strong cold wind, which saws its way thru a corn-field.(HT)Down Painter Road. As I go down it. I seem to be entering another world. Darkness falling a shower of smoke. The wind from the north helps to prolong daylight.(HT)(HT)The moon now brilliant