March 19, 2020
Cold and windy. The meadow ice bears where shallow.
See in Mill Brook behind Shannon's three or four shiners (the first), poised over the sand with a distinct longitudinal light-colored line midway along their sides and a darker line below it. This is a noteworthy and characteristic lineament, or cipher, or hieroglyphic, or type, of spring.
You look into some clear, sandy-bottomed brook, where it spreads into a deeper bay, yet flowing cold from ice and snow not far off, and see, indistinctly poised over the sand on invisible fins, the outlines of a shiner, scarcely to be distinguished from the sands behind it as if it were transparent, as if the material of which it was builded had all been picked up from them.
Flint's Pond almost entirely open, — much more than Fair Haven.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, March 19, 1854
Poised over the sand with a distinct longitudinal light-colored line midway along their sides and a darker line below it. March 19, 1856 ("No sooner is some opening made in the river, a square rod in area, where some brook or rill empties in, than the fishes apparently begin to seek it for light and warmth . . . They are seen to ripple the water, darting out as you approach."); March 19, 1860 ("Several suckers which swiftly dart out of sight, rippling the water. We rejoice to see the waters inhabited again, for a fish has become almost incredible."); See also July 17, 1856 ("They have brighter golden irides, all the abdomen conspicuously pale-golden, the back and half down the sides pale-brown, a broad, distinct black band along sides (which methinks marks the shiner), and comparatively transparent beneath behind vent.”). See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Signs of the Spring: Ripples made by Fishes
Flint's Pond almost entirely open. See March 21, 1855 (“ There is no opening in Flint’s Pond except a very little around the boat-house. ”); March 23, 1853 ("The ice went out ...of Flint's Pond day before yesterday, I have no doubt.”); March 24, 1854 ( Flint's has perhaps fifteen or twenty acres of ice yet about shores. Can hardly tell when it is open this year.”)
March 19. See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, March 19
See in Mill Brook behind Shannon's three or four shiners (the first), poised over the sand with a distinct longitudinal light-colored line midway along their sides and a darker line below it. This is a noteworthy and characteristic lineament, or cipher, or hieroglyphic, or type, of spring.
You look into some clear, sandy-bottomed brook, where it spreads into a deeper bay, yet flowing cold from ice and snow not far off, and see, indistinctly poised over the sand on invisible fins, the outlines of a shiner, scarcely to be distinguished from the sands behind it as if it were transparent, as if the material of which it was builded had all been picked up from them.
Flint's Pond almost entirely open, — much more than Fair Haven.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, March 19, 1854
Poised over the sand with a distinct longitudinal light-colored line midway along their sides and a darker line below it. March 19, 1856 ("No sooner is some opening made in the river, a square rod in area, where some brook or rill empties in, than the fishes apparently begin to seek it for light and warmth . . . They are seen to ripple the water, darting out as you approach."); March 19, 1860 ("Several suckers which swiftly dart out of sight, rippling the water. We rejoice to see the waters inhabited again, for a fish has become almost incredible."); See also July 17, 1856 ("They have brighter golden irides, all the abdomen conspicuously pale-golden, the back and half down the sides pale-brown, a broad, distinct black band along sides (which methinks marks the shiner), and comparatively transparent beneath behind vent.”). See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Signs of the Spring: Ripples made by Fishes
Flint's Pond almost entirely open. See March 21, 1855 (“ There is no opening in Flint’s Pond except a very little around the boat-house. ”); March 23, 1853 ("The ice went out ...of Flint's Pond day before yesterday, I have no doubt.”); March 24, 1854 ( Flint's has perhaps fifteen or twenty acres of ice yet about shores. Can hardly tell when it is open this year.”)
March 19. See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, March 19
Sandy-bottomed brook
flowing cold from ice and snow –
fins poised over sand!
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, A Hieroglyphic of Spring
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau
"A book, each page written in its own season,
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