Bruce Shanks (1908-1980)

[inscription reads] " haze in the air that reminds me of spider webs. The edges of trees seem tangled.; The slanting rays of the sun falling thru (sic) the corn crackles its stiff yellowed leaves. / White cabbage butterflies fill the air. The sunshine is concentrated on their wings. / White butterflies dot the hazy heat.; The other day, when the white dapply clouds obscured the sky, that so strangely dissappeared (sic) at night, there were visible in the sun two “spots,” which are said to dim the sunshine. "