Charles E. Burchfield in his own words
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.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
I read an account in some paper lately about some robins hibernating near Ohio in great flocks. Lack of food is all that keeps them away other years.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
A day out of March – a capricious mixture of ever imminent sunshine and snow-flurries. P.M. for walk. The wind tho not strong, was a nervous, curling one, and whirled the snow in all directions.
Monday, February 4, 2013
To-day was an ideal Winter day. Hardly a cloud appeared in the deep blue June-like sky. But the wind was cold, as I found when I started out for a walk after dinner. And that walk was one of the best I ever enjoyed.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
On one or two of the warm days past, I heard crows, and once I passed under one which was on a limb of a beech.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
The January gale is abroad again today – At noon the sun shines from a cold blue sky; icy roofs glow like rectangular suns; here and there a bit of ice left on the trees shine.
Friday, February 1, 2013
I would like my grave to be planted with hepaticas, and be on some low hillside facing south so that as the sun's rays each March came out of the steaming south, the hepaticas on my grave would be the first to bloom.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Examinations to-morrow and I am exempt in everything! So were Bill and Bud - I guess we were the only three in the class.