Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] " spontaneously. No thought is so wild or fanciful but what he tells it with an absolute confidence that it will be rightly taken. / Sept 4, 1914 / Dreampt (sic) last night of snow & woke up chilled by a icy breeze. Wonderful morning air cold & dry. Sunlight dazzling. Yellow dapply clouds against pure blue sky. At horizon sky is icy - a wonderful blue-green, out of which, thru (sic) openings in the clouds came the stiff snowy wind that sent a flurry of frost over the trees. "