Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 numbers. The cold moon high above, sending down a warm light on the stones only seemed to make it more lonely and broken. I left the spot, greatly disturbed. A seemingly long monotonous ride home. B. liked the picture and its odd slope.She said Art had called from Camping that he was going to the South Pacific & graduation would be on Wednesday (May 18).May 5—(Thurs)A warm night. Unable to sleep until after 3:00. Dull today.P.M. to Buffalo Bank—then B & I to Loblaw’s. Evening walk about the town. To bed early.May 6—Fresh, sunny weather, the lawn incredibly green & fresh. The rising sun surrounded by the rich rose—red violet glow that goes with the yellow green season. Odd jobs about the yard & in the studio. May 12—(Thurs.)To the country S.E. of Strykersville sketching— The countryside has little of the freshness or charm that it usually has in the Spring. It is too dry, and the