Wednesday, November 5, 2014

I see in flocks and hear sing now by wood-sides.

November 5

November 5, 2023

I think it is the fox-colored sparrow I see in flocks and hear sing now by wood-sides.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, November 5, 1854


I see in flocks and hear sing now by wood-sides.
See October 28, 1857 (“On the causeway I see fox-colored sparrows flitting along in the willows and alders, uttering a faint cheep, and tree sparrows with them.”); November 6, 1853 ("It is surprising how little most of us are contented to know about the sparrows which drift about in the air before us just before the first snows .. . how little we attend to what is passing before us constantly, unless our genius directs our attention that way.") See also A Book of the Seasons,by Henry Thoreau, the Fox-colored Sparrow.

November 5. See A Book of the Seasons by Henry Thoreau, November 5

I see in flocks and 
hear sing now by wood-sides the 
fox-colored sparrow.


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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