Monday, March 19, 2012

Bubbles

March 19.

Standing with Channing on the brink of the rill on Conantum where, falling a few inches, it produces bubbles that rapidly burst and succeed one another, I observe our images three quarters of an inch long and black as imps appearing to lean toward each other on account of the convexity of the bubbles. There is nothing to be seen but these two distinct black manikins and the branch of the elm over our heads.   


H. D. Thoreau, Journal, March 19, 1852

I observe our images three quarters of an inch long and black as imps appearing to lean toward each other on account of the convexity of the bubbles.
See June 3, 1854 (“To Fair Haven with Blake and Brown. . . . On the pond we make bubbles with our paddles on the smooth surface, in which little hemispherical cases we see ourselves and boat, small, black and distinct, with a fainter reflection on the opposite side of the bubble (head to head).”)

Hear two flights of geese
honking black specks against a
low overcast sky. 
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