The air within a day or two is quite cool, almost too cool for a thin coat, yet the alternate days are by some reckoned among the warmest in the year. Young turkeys are straying in the grass which is alive with grasshoppers. The bees, wasps, etc. are on the goldenrods, improving their time before the sun of the year sets.
The leaves of the dogsbane are turning yellow.
There are as few or fewer birds heard than flowers seen.
The sound of the crickets gradually prevails more and more. I hear the year falling asleep.
The leaves of the dogsbane are turning yellow. See September 26, 1852 ("Dogsbane leaves a clear yellow.")
There are as few or fewer birds heard than flowers seen.
The sound of the crickets gradually prevails more and more. I hear the year falling asleep.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, August 21, 1852
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