Rudbeckia laciniata, sunflower-like tall cone-flower, behind Joe Clark's.
As I go over the hill behind Hunt's, the North River has a glassy stillness and smoothness, seen through the smoky haze that fills the air and has the effect of a film on the water, so that it looks stagnant. No mountains can be seen.
The locust is heard. Fruits are ripening. Ripe apples here and there scent the air. I see those minute yellow cocoons on the grass.
There is indeed something royal about the month of August. Its is a perhaps more tropical heat than that of July. Though hot it is not so suffocating a blaze, and the evenings generally are cooler..
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, August 18, 1852
There is indeed something royal about the month of August. See August 10, 1853("August, royal and rich"); August 4, 1851("It is now the royal month of August.").
There is indeed something royal about the month of August. See August 10, 1853("August, royal and rich"); August 4, 1851("It is now the royal month of August.").
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