Charles Burchfield, Journals, March 20, 1917

A dappled sky, silver sun—wind out of SW is it the wind or the Equinox? Windy poplars against yellow & white dapple rifts robins sing—Windy fresh sunlit noon – oily mud—objects vibrate in space—nothing is distinctly static—grass is green & RV & has a brassy appearance—; in some places greening grass contrasts with RV mud—Sky forms in great white bow shaped clouds extending from one corner to another—A haze vibration over the ground—Evening to Threes Trees—Rain gloom gathering—Songs of robins—

Charles Burchfield, March 20, 1917