Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] " In east an orange-lit thunder-heads booms from behind a blackish mustard one. / Rain patters now & then coming & going like breeze-tossed sunshine. / Nature does not chide the incontinent. Her relation to the loose man is thus: she shows him as from afar the wonderful heights a continent man may attain & thus he is given a desire to become so. / I feel as tho (sic) I have lost a great lot by not taking a moon¬light walk under the harvest moon. "