A very cold morning. Thermometer, or mercury, 18° below zero.
January 29, 2024
Tonight I feel it stinging cold as I come up the street at 9 o'clock; it bites my ears and face, but the stars shine all the brighter.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 29, 1854
Thermometer, or mercury, 18° below zero. See February 6, 1855 ("They say it did not rise above -6° to-day.”); January 9, 1856 ("Probably it has been below zero for the greater part of the day."); January 23, 1857 (The coldest day that I remember recording.") Compare January 29, 1855 ("Not cold. )
The stars shine all the brighter. See December 31, 1851 (“I have not enough valued and attended to the pure clarity and brilliancy of the winter skies . . . in which the stars shine and twinkle so brightly in this latitude.”); January 1, 1852 ("The stars of higher magnitude are more bright and dazzling, and therefore appear more near and numerable. . . .These are some of the differences between this and the autumn or summer nights . . . the dazzle and seeming nearness of the stars.")
January 29. See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, January 29
Tonight stinging cold
bites my ears and face but the
stars shine the brighter.
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Tonight I feel it stinging cold
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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