Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

June 8, 1939 (Thurs)-; Out sketching-; First to the great Baker Rd. Elm, but various things spoil the mood – first: it is windy, and the clouds breaking, the sun coming forth; but more than that a couple came in a big truck (parking it where I had decided to put my easel) and proceed to gather asparagus from a field adjoining the road.; Wander aimlessly around, but grow bored.; Yellow rosebushes full of glorious bloom.; To country southwest of Cowlesville, but cannot find a subject.; Park along the Williston-Marilla Rd. to eat lunch. I thoroughly enjoyed the hour. The fields still have a May look. The scattering clouds make rapidly moving shadows that steal silently across the earth…..now, it is all in shadow; there comes a ragged patch of sunshine, it comes closer and closer, and all at once the butter-cup filled meadow before me bursts into glorious golden light.; To Three-rod road, to a favorite hill just north of Williston. Here I determine to make a sketch – a view of the hot white road stretching southwards. In spite of the dry weather, the country-side still has the rare yellow green