Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

July 28 (Friday)—
Yesterday to the Gowanda country—
A warm day at the start with lowering clouds and a moist wind from the S.W.
Children with berries to sell along the road near Collins. Buy two quarts from two little girls who are delighted.
Hundreds and hundreds of white butterflies, attracted by fields of cabbage. Very beautiful, almost like snowflakes, where they are thickest.
Park by the power line station on Quaker Road. Many Indians of all ages work in a truck garden adjoining.
Up a little hill to make a study of a dead chestnut tree—It is so wonderful to be out in this county again that it is impossible to describe my sensations. Great thunderheads piling up in the north; cicadas droning from the stark bleached trunks of chestnut trees; the hillside luxuriant with groaning things—
Lunch at the edge of the canyon. This spot is almost the middle of the huge horse-show shaped canyon, one of those ends is at the Martins Point (the junction of the east & west branches of the Cattaraugus Creek, and the other west wards toward Gowanda, so that a magnificent view is to be had both up &