Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 30, 1917

Yesterday I saw a robin discover a worm, and pull it out.  As he ate it, he rolled his eye skyward with intense satisfaction.

Tonight to Fields before Bentley’s – the frogs and toads – a strange rustling in the leaves – what was going on? – As I looked at the ring around the moon it became a huge opening in the sky, beyond which was another world –

The wind fluttered – grass under moonlight – pale moonlight falls on the sleeping flowers –

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 30, 1917