Rode to Stow via powder-mills with W.E.C., returning via the fir tree house, Vose's Hill, and Corner.
I saw in Stow some trees fuller of apples still than I remember to have ever seen. Small yellow apples hanging over the road. The branches were gracefully drooping with the weight of the fruit.
The road through the woods this side the powder-mills was very gorgeous with the sun shining endwise through it, and the red tints of the deciduous trees, now somewhat imbrowned, mingled with the liquid green of the pines.
At the fall on the river at Parker's paper-mill, there is a bright sparkle on the water long before we get to it.
The larches in the swamps are now conspicuously yellow and ready for their fall. They can now be distinguished at a distance.
I see, far over the river, boys gathering walnuts.
There is an agreeable prospect from near the post-office in the northwest of Sudbury. The southeast ( ) horizon is very distant, — but what perhaps makes it more agreeable, it is a low distance, — extending to the Weston elm in the horizon.
You are more impressed with the extent of earth overlooked than if the view were bounded by mountains.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, October 24, 1852
The red tints of the deciduous trees mingled with the liquid green of the pines. See October 9, 1857 ("From Lupine Hill, not only the maples, etc., have acquired brighter tints at this season, but the pines, by contrast, appear to have acquired a new and more liquid green,”)
The larches in the swamps are now conspicuously yellow and ready for their fall. They can now be distinguished at a distance. See November 1, 1858 ("Now you easily detect where larches grow, viz. in the swamp north of Sleepy Hollow. They are far more distinct than at any other season. They are very regular soft yellow pyramids, as I see them from the Poplar Hill. . . .These trees now cannot easily be mistaken for any other, because they are the only conspicuously yellow trees now left in the woods, except a very few aspens of both kinds, not one in a square mile, and these are of a very different hue as well as form, the birches, etc.,; having fallen. . . . But in the summer it is not easy to distinguish them either by their color or form at a distance.”); November 9, 1858 ("The trees on the hill just north of Alcott’s land, which I saw yesterday so distinctly from Ponkawtasset, and thought were either larches or aspens, prove to be larches. On a hill like this it seems they are later to change and brighter now than those in the Abel Heywood swamp, which are brownish-yellow. The first-named larches were quite as distinct amid the pines seen a mile off as near at hand.”)
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, October 24, 1852
The red tints of the deciduous trees mingled with the liquid green of the pines. See October 9, 1857 ("From Lupine Hill, not only the maples, etc., have acquired brighter tints at this season, but the pines, by contrast, appear to have acquired a new and more liquid green,”)
The larches in the swamps are now conspicuously yellow and ready for their fall. They can now be distinguished at a distance. See November 1, 1858 ("Now you easily detect where larches grow, viz. in the swamp north of Sleepy Hollow. They are far more distinct than at any other season. They are very regular soft yellow pyramids, as I see them from the Poplar Hill. . . .These trees now cannot easily be mistaken for any other, because they are the only conspicuously yellow trees now left in the woods, except a very few aspens of both kinds, not one in a square mile, and these are of a very different hue as well as form, the birches, etc.,; having fallen. . . . But in the summer it is not easy to distinguish them either by their color or form at a distance.”); November 9, 1858 ("The trees on the hill just north of Alcott’s land, which I saw yesterday so distinctly from Ponkawtasset, and thought were either larches or aspens, prove to be larches. On a hill like this it seems they are later to change and brighter now than those in the Abel Heywood swamp, which are brownish-yellow. The first-named larches were quite as distinct amid the pines seen a mile off as near at hand.”)
There is an agreeable prospect . . . extending to the Weston elm in the horizon. See November 7, 1851 ("Thence across lots by the Weston elm, to the bounds of Lincoln at the railroad.")
Oct. 24. Another Indian-summer day. P. M. — Rode to Stow via powder-mills with W. E. C, returning via the fir tree house, Vose's Hill, and Corner. The road through the woods this side the powder- mills was very gorgeous with the sun shining endwise through it, and the red tints of the deciduous trees, now somewhat imbrowned, mingled with the liquid green of the pines. The andromeda is already browned, has a grayish-brown speckled look. I see, far over the river, boys gathering walnuts. At the fall on the river at Parker's paper-mill, there is a bright sparkle on the water long before we get to it. I saw in Stow some trees fuller of apples still than I remember to have ever seen. Small yellow apples hanging over the road. The branches were gracefully drooping with the weight of the fruit like a barberry bush, so that the whole tree acquired a new character. The topmost branches, instead of standing erect, spread and drooped in all directions. The larches in the swamps are now conspicuously yellow and ready for their fall. They can now be distinguished at a distance. There is an agreeable pros pect from near the post-office in the northwest of Sudbury. The southeast ( ?) horizon is very distant, — but what perhaps makes it more agreeable, it is a low distance, — extending to the Weston elm in the horizon. You are more impressed with the extent of earth overlooked than if the view were bounded by mountains.
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