Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

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M.A. writes glowing accounts of her new life.
Cathie has been at Millard-Fillmore since Sept. 6. She is not sure she liked it yet—the idea of being a nurse that is. I am sure she is not suited to such grueling work.
Oct. 25—(Wed.)
To beyond Manilla, on the Manilla-Williston Rd.—
A clear sunshiny day, mild, with a strong col wind from the S.W.
The oak leaf that fell, large and uppermost, whirling rapidly.
Studies of a shag-bark as possible material for the Nuthatch picture. A hawk.
Park by road near Four Rod Rd.
Studies of pig-nuts.
To a little grove which covered a small hill, (surrounded) by low pasture land, which was by a stream-bed, dry except for occasional pools—
I sat down on a stump and watched the woods which seemed alive with activity, and a peace came to me I have not experienced for weeks, and a conscious of the presence of God. How good it was to hear the elemental roar of the wind in the tree tops again!
The floor of the woods was covered with dry leaves, richly curled and unlike the dead leaves of spring which have been crushed and flattened by repeated snows. At intervals the wind would increase in strength and drive them helter-skelter over the ground lit up by the sun they were a bewildering confusion of rhythmic sight and sound. A yellow cabbage butterfly flying