Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] " the happiest afternoons I have spent for many days. Beauties I saw on my walk that were unexpected. I think the expectant poet is always a little disappointed. / Start out. I acquired a habit of, at times, walking along looking at the ground thinking of various themes, and missing often some of the beauties around me. So today I determined to use only my eyes & ears. It is a fine day - warm sunshine tempered by the cold breeze, streamed over the snow, mottled earth, dissolving into the blue distances. A "