Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

evening, which will probably be the only one this season for “heat” lightning, I was not attune.July 30 (Wed.); A warm moist day—mostly sunny.; Day spent dawdling. In studio with B looking over some pictures & discussing plans for an exhibition.; Letters to Roger Stevens (Pine Creek Lodge) and golden.; Evening read a condensation of “In Hazard” in the Reader’s Digest. A fine story with vivid descriptions of the sea and storm.; Afterwards when I went outdoors to relieve my eyes, I was alarmed to discover that all lights, including the moon had a secondary image directly below it, overlapping on the time image.July 31A dream—; On an expedition with Moe, Young and others (unidentified) of the Guggenheim Jury, into the Appalachian Mts, in search of rare botanical specimens. We found several groups of a strange Jack-in-the-pulpit, growing at the bases of huge mossing beeches. Odd feature were seed-pods, containing large seeds resembling buckeyes.