Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

in which gleam speckled buttonwoods, and red willows along a frozen stream. ; ; ; ; ; Jan 3, 1921 –; It is a warm day, with a cool wind, and March’s bright sun and deep blue sky.; At noon, the haunting restlessness of spring is in the air. Vague longings arise, intangible, we do not know their aim. The dry grass swirls in the wind, the ground is oily muddy and glistens brightly. The sun is not so very high up. An astronomer has discovered a means of measuring a new star, and has computed its size to be 27,000,000 as much as our sun.(Michelson’s measurement of Betelgeuse?) ; Who knows but that some day we may discover that our sun is but a part of another system, infinitely vaster than our own. 1963 – I did not know then that we were part of the Milky Way Galaxy (note to the side from above paragraph indicated by the arrow); Thoughts of vague longing again and then are replaced by