July 24.
5 A.M. - The street and fields betray the drought and look more parched than at noon; they look as I feel, -- languid and thin and feeling my nerves. The effects of drought are never more apparent than at dawn.
Nature is like a hen panting with open mouth, in the grass, as the morning after a debauch.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, July 24, 1851
Compare July 18, 1854 ("A hot midsummer day with a sultry mistiness in the air . . .The atmosphere now imparts a bluish or glaucous tinge to the distant trees. A certain debauched look. This a crisis in the season.")
New and collected mind-prints. by Zphx. Following H.D.Thoreau 170 years ago today. Seasons are in me. My moods periodical -- no two days alike.
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