Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Morning snow turns to fine freezing rain with a glaze changing to pure rain. Deep pools of water form in the fields

February 26.

This morning it began with snowing, turned to a fine freezing rain producing a glaze, — the weeds, trees, etc., are covered with the most of a glaze thus far, — but in the afternoon changes to pure rain. The wind rises and the rain increases. The rain is fast washing off all the glaze. 

February 26, 2017
Deep pools of water form in the fields, which have an agreeable green or blue tint, — sometimes the one, sometimes the other. The quantity of water which is fallen is by no means remarkable but, the ground being frozen, it is not soaked up. There is more water on the surface than before this winter.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, February 26, 1854


This morning it began with snowing, turned to a fine freezing rain producing a glaze, but in the afternoon changes to pure rain
. See February 7, 1856 ("Begins to snow at 8 A.M.; turns to rain at noon, and clears off, or rather ceased raining, at night, with some glaze on the trees.")

Deep pools of water form in the fields, which have an agreeable green or blue tint, — sometimes the one, sometimes the other. See Febrruary 14, 1854 ("I perceive that some of these pools by the Walden road which on the 9th looked so green have frozen blue.")

February 26. See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, February 26

A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau
 "A book, each page written in its own season,
out-of-doors, in its own locality."
 ~edited, assembled and rewritten by zphx ©  2009-2024

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