Bruce Shanks (1908-1980)

[inscription reads] " Now that it is again clear, I looked for sun-spots but they were gone. Could they have been the cause of the clouds? If so this in the eighth day of clear weather. / The heat is more oppressive than in the summer. / I can see in my mind (I am standing on the shady edge of a woods) sunlight falling in spokes thru (sic) some great oaks in early morning. It seems like a remembrance of fairyland, as tho (sic) I had been there in a dream and this was one of its remembrances returning. "