Sunday, September 28, 2014

Seen from my window


September 28

R. W. E.’s pines are parti-colored, preparing to fall, some of them. 

September 28, 2014

The sassafras trees on the hill are now wholly a bright orange scarlet as seen from my window, and the small ones elsewhere are also changed.

Sweet-briar hips ripe.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, September 28, 1854

R. W. E.’s pines are parti-colored, preparing to fall.
See September 28, 1851 ("The white pines in Hubbard's Grove have now a pretty distinct parti-colored look, — green and yellow mottled.")  See also September 29, 1857 ("Pines have begun to be parti-colored with yellow leaves."); October 1, 1857 ("The pines now half turned yellow, the needles of this year are so much the greener by contrast."); October 3, 1852 ("The pine fall, i.e. change, is commenced, and the trees are mottled green and yellowish."); October 3, 1856 ("The white pines are now getting to be pretty generally parti-colored, the low
er yellowing needles r
eady to fall.") and also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The October Pine Fall

The sassafras trees on the hill are now wholly a bright orange scarlet. See September 30, 1854 (“I detect the sassafras by its peculiar orange scarlet half a mile distant.”)

Sweet-briar hips ripe. See October 5, 1856 ("The sweet-briar rose hips are very handsome now, but . . . are very dry, hard, seedy, and unpalatable.")

September 28.  See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, September 28

The sassafras trees
are now a bright orange scarlet
seen from my window.

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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