February 26.
Wednesday. Examined the floating meadow again to-day. It is more than a foot thick, the under part much mixed with ice, — ice and muck.
It appeared to me that the meadow surface had been heaved by the frost, and then the water had run down and under it, and finally, when the ice rose, lifted it up, wherever there was ice enough mixed with it to float it.
I saw large cakes of ice with other large cakes, the latter as big as a table, on top of them. Probably the former rose while the latter were already floating about. The plants scattered about were bulrushes and lily-pad stems.
See five red-wings and a song sparrow(?) this afternoon.
It appeared to me that the meadow surface had been heaved by the frost, and then the water had run down and under it, and finally, when the ice rose, lifted it up, wherever there was ice enough mixed with it to float it.
I saw large cakes of ice with other large cakes, the latter as big as a table, on top of them. Probably the former rose while the latter were already floating about. The plants scattered about were bulrushes and lily-pad stems.
See five red-wings and a song sparrow(?) this afternoon.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, February 26, 1851
Five red-wings. See March 6, 1854 ("Hear and see the first blackbird, flying east over the Deep Cut, with a tchuck, tchuck, and finally a split whistle") See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Signs of the Spring: The Red-wing Arrives
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