Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

that I went thru a period of giving “regional” titles to my pictures. Others are “Old Inn at Hammersville, O” Ditto at “Gardenville” – Winter – E. Liverpool, O.” – these should be changed –
Mar. 24 – (Wed.)
To Hamburg Territory –
For an hour or more, I am unable to “leave the world behind”, and drive here & there rather aimlessly – it was not until I came upon a wild swamp tract on a road southeast of Hamburg that I began to really see the country. I parked here, and took a walk eastwards. Underneath the thin turf, the ground was still frozen hard – the then watery sunlight seemed to have no effect – A few spiders scampering amidst the dry curly grass.
Back to car, and then a standing of a dead pine to use for my “November” –
All at once, the day changed, thick gray masses of cloud suddenly appeared in the west, and in a moment the sun was blotted out, the wind stiffened and grew colder, and presently rain and sleet commenced to fall.
Snug in the car, I ate my lunch – I kept the “leeward” window open, so as to hear to the full, the roar of the wind. After lunch, for a ramble in the woods skating the road. Smallish hemlock trees scattered thru the other trees, each one with a large pile of snow at its lee – The leafy few of the woods, “still flattened from the winters snow, had dried superficially to a bluish gray tone over the old brown – now it became speckled