Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

Aug 15, 1922; I believe that if man can ask few things better of life than to come back to former scenes and find them not only unchanged or dimmed, but in reality more definite than before.; Shut up in Buffalo I thought of summer evenings at our home; how the late summer shadow screened the flower garden and pansy & petunias seemed to have sad thoughts of their own when the mournful church bells began to toll; I thought of the gaunt shaped clap-boarded houses in midafternoon sunshine when the sun stands still and eternity yawns over the wide prairies – I thought of all the quaint or bitter memories of the small towns I knew and dreaded returning to them, wondering if they were gone with the death of the former life I led.