Charles E. Burchfield , Vol. 12, March 7, 1912

Spring fever has a terrible hold on me today. I do not know what to do; I want to do everything and yet can’t settle on any one thing. One powerful urge lies under all this feeling however and that is the desire to be out in the woods and marshlands.
A wonderful day was today. Morning dawned cold, gray and damp. There was one cheer for me as I walked to work. This was the whistle of a cardinal. I saw him, a ‘giant’ of his kind perched on top a telephone post fairly bursting with energy. Wow expressive of power health and joy is his song. It is equaled only by the robin – the cardinals a note of the woods: the robin’s a more town note.
Charles E. Burchfield, March 7, 1912