Saturday, September 13, 2014

Swamp thistle amid a clump of raspberry vines.

September 13.

To Great Fields. 

Many butternuts have dropped, —more than walnuts.

A few raspberries still fresh. 

I find the large thistle (Cirsium muticum) out of bloom, seven or eight rods, perhaps, north of the potato-field and seven feet west of ditch, amid a clump of raspberry vines.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, September 13, 1854

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