Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

6. because of the good times I had given them on the evening we were out to see them! The real point was, that F + I had both exerted ourselves to be nice to them.[i]

                   Nov. 14 – (Friday)

a.m. to Buffalo on various errands – among others, at market getting a barrel for the new dogs sleeping quarters. –

Records from gramophone Shop. (Espana Rhapsodie, Romanian Rhapsody 1 (Enescu) + Sibelius – Finlandia, Swan of Tuonela + Lemminkainen (n.d.). The first two, Columbia Records, marvelous reproduction far beyond anything I have heard.

P.M.  Cleaning barrel + preparing the “play garage” for the new dog.[ii]

                   Nov – 17 – 19 –

Three glorious Indian Summer days. Three days of wandering and painting in the country, so full of beauty and happiness, that I find it almost too deep to explores in words –

     Monday morning, start out, headed for Lockport; I had in mind the shelf of land there, when the whole country recedes abruptly to a lower level, perhaps the pre-historic bed of Lake Ontario – I fancied I would experience some vast North country feeling here

     There had been a heavy frost but the sun, shining from a clean watery blue sky, soon created a mellow Indian Summer atmosphere – it’s light streamed from low in the South, striking the faces of houses, giving them a yearning look.

     My first sketching trip in weeks, I sang and whistled old songs as I went along.[iii]