Charles E. Burchfield's Dreams, Journals, November 2, 1914

Early this morning had a wonderful dream which I want to believe is the outcome of the music I heard yesterday.  I was at home and had gone up near the Three Trees. Here I came upon a thick screen of trees, penetrating which at a small open place I found myself in a wonderful scene.  It was Summer, for there were many waving fields of wheat on all sides.  All the trees and grass & wheat fields were a sparkling whitish blue-green; the sky was a vivid yellow­ish emerald, and running down from the zenith to the horizon in a curving line were a myriad sparkling stars. This occurred to me twice and each time I remember I reveled in the scene. It is the third time that I have dreamed of the things I would like to dream (the other two of which I have recorded).

Charles E. Burchfield, November 2, 1914