July 2. |
Young bobolinks are now fluttering over the meadow, but I have not been able to find a nest, so concealed in the meadow-grass.
At 2 P. M. — Thermometer north side of house ... 93°
Air over river at Hubbard’s Bath . . . . ........... 88°
Water six feet from shore and one foot deep. ... 84 1/2°
near surface in middle, where up to neck . '... 83 1/2°
at bottom in same place, pulling it up quickly ... 83 1/2°
Yet the air on the wet body, there being a strong southwest wind, feels colder than the water.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, July 2, 1855
Yet the air on the wet body ... feels colder than the water. See July 3, 1854 (“What a luxury to bathe now! It is gloriously hot, — the first of this weather. I cannot get wet enough.”)
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