Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
Sunday, February 17, 2013
It was a perfect winter day, beautiful beyond description. The hills covered with round domes of snow, the sky a smooth flat expanse of gray, & the fine slanting snow...
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Two slightly cold days. An easy wind and ceaseless sweep-away of cold blue clouds. The ground does not freeze, except at night a filmy crust. Today at times it snowed — a peculiar ghostly snow as if we imagined it.
Friday, February 15, 2013
In blizzard other day the winter and spring meet to battle - spring with the thunderstorm + rain, which winter turns to a blizzard
Thursday, February 14, 2013
My conception of God has been changed – I never had any idea of the real beauty of love – I have commenced to think about immortality –
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
This morning was a wonderful morning. How I longed to take a trip to the woods! When it became light, I looked out I saw that everything, trees, bushes posts and wires were coated white...
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
A soft delicate haze has pervaded everywhere and there is an indefinite feeling of unrest in the air that makes me wild to be up and off, roaming the fields and woods.
Monday, February 11, 2013
A thunderstorm last night, with vivid lightning and summer-like thunder - This morning a wonderfully soft warm air -
Sunday, February 10, 2013
The sun, when I started out, was jus coming up, casting his cheering yellow glow over the white earth and blue sky.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
The other day when I saw Arthur in the willow tree, feet resting on one pliant branch, hands gripping another, swaying up & down, wind in his hair...
Friday, February 8, 2013
...we all assembled at the pian and sang - new songs, old songs, "old gems," love songs, mushy songs, soft songs, silly songs and grand opera until very late.