Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

conscious of, as I close my eyes I see there the image of Bertha & the baby – it is not long until I can no longer enduring (sic) being away from them – I hasten to town, & find I must wait 40 min for a car. I got (sic) to a hotel & eat to keep my mind occupied – I am feverish all the way until I am safely seated by the bedside. ; ; ; ; June 2, 1923 –; Today downtown I saw that the old Indian women who peddle flowers, had wild sweet peas in their baskets. Wild sweet peas have remained in my mind as an impression of Ashtabula before I was five years old, as something wonderful and fabulous. I have never seen them since, until now. ; ; ; ; July 8, 1923 –Out to Lankes’ – I always feel spiritually stronger when I come away from them – I am always refreshed – we discussed the follies of the material world – on the front porch – J.J tells of his trip in the East – (in the front yard poppies & primroses swaying in the breeze – dancing in the hot hazy sunshine) – P.M. at the Shack – we plan