Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

at sky near the horizon. It is a peculiar greenish yellow in color a forms wierd combinations with the sky behind it.(HT)I cannot see how August noon & August evening can come in the same day. At noon it is summer. In the evening it is spring or is it fall.(HT)About 9:00 distant rumblings commence in the south. Their insistence proves irresistable; I go down and outdoors. To end of arbor.(HT)Lightning is the same as the wind - I never know when I have enough of it. It holds one - we could watch