See August 15, 1852 ("See a blue heron on the meadow.") See also August 12, 1853 ("See the blue herons opposite Fair Haven Hill, as if they had bred here."); April 14, 1859 ("You have not seen our weedy river, you do not know the significance of its weedy bars, until you have seen the blue heron wading and pluming itself on it"); August 19, 1858 ("The blue heron has within a week reappeared in our meadows") and A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, the Blue Heron
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Fair weather.
See August 15, 1852 ("See a blue heron on the meadow.") See also August 12, 1853 ("See the blue herons opposite Fair Haven Hill, as if they had bred here."); April 14, 1859 ("You have not seen our weedy river, you do not know the significance of its weedy bars, until you have seen the blue heron wading and pluming itself on it"); August 19, 1858 ("The blue heron has within a week reappeared in our meadows") and A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, the Blue Heron
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