Confined by the rain.

April 20.

Rains all day, taking out the frost and imprisoning me. You cannot set a post yet on account of frost.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, April 20, 1855


Rains all day, . . . imprisoning me. See April 20, 1856 (“ Rain, rain, rain, a northeast storm.") See also  April 17, 1857 ("Rain. It rains about every other day now for a fortnight past.”);April 22, 1856 (“These rain-storms -- this is the third day of one -- characterize 'the season, and belong rather to winter than to summer.”)

See also  A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, April 20

A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau

 "A book, each page written in its own season,

out-of-doors, in its own locality."

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