January 15, 2012 |
It is a rather warm and moist afternoon, and feels like rain. I suppose that some peculiarity in the weather has called them forth from the bark of the trees.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 15, 1852
For the first time this winter I notice snow-fleas. See January 5, 1854 (“This afternoon . . . being warm and thawing, though fair, the snow is covered with snow-fleas.”); January 7, 1860 ("A thaw begins, with a southerly wind. As soon as I reach the neighborhood of the woods I begin to see the snow-fleas . . . Last night there was not one to be seen.”); January 30, 1860 ("The snow-flea seems to be a creature whose summer and prime of life is a thaw in the winter . . . t is the creature of the thaw. Moist snow is its element.") See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, the Snow-flea
January 15. See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, January 15
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Infinite snow-fleas
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau
"A book, each page written in its own season,
out-of-doors, in its own locality.”
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Infinite snow-fleas
in deepest ruts and foot-tracks –
first time this winter.
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