Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] I am inclined to pursue literature & art which will go far in the opposite direction. / December 13, 1914 / A bitterly cold night. / Morning strangely quiet and the landscape is a soft grey. Already nature has sensed the coming of the storm and crouches motionless. The air was as if the white-th of the snow already tinged it. The snows coming was beautiful - a fine sparse sugary fall hardly noticeable. This shortly ceased but in a while commenced again