Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, January 20, 1918

P.M. Along Bottom Road to Egypt and Albany – near sundown – In the
shadowed Bottoms –

From a swamp now I heard suddenly a rollicking bird song, like a [song sparrow] – shortly after the crinkling of a buggy on the road -

Desolation of hillside Houses –

At Albany when the Evening star came out in the afterglow & the moon hung in the zenith – dark windows; sound of voices; smoke pouring up from chimneys –

Silent expectancy of houses –

In the country the dark sky [seems] to be dissolving downwards in the deathlike silence –

I winter houses seem only half as large as in summer.

Charles E. Burchfield, January 20, 1918