Now is true autumn.
The jays scream, red squirrels scold,
all things crisp and ripe.
October 11, 1852
The red squirrels scold
and the jays scream while you are
clubbing and shaking trees.
October 11, 1852
Metallic clanging
sometimes a mew. Refer any
strange note to the jay.
October 11, 1856
In the woods I hear the note of the jay, a metallic, clanging sound, some times a mew. Refer any strange note to him. October 11, 1856
a metallic clanging sound --
the note of the jay.
October 11, 1856
Severe morning frost,
such the cold of early or
middle October.
October 11, 1859
Now when a strong wind
precedes you is the best time
to gather these nuts.
In the woods I hear
a metallic clanging sound,
the note of the jay,
October 11, 1856
Now is true autumn.
The jays scream, red squirrels scold,
all things crisp and ripe .
October 11, 1852
An abundant crop
of white oak acorns now in
the midst of their fall.
October 11, 1860
October 11, 2015
There is a remarkably abundant crop of white oak acorns this fall, now in the very midst of their fall. The best time to gather these nuts is now, when a strong wind has arisen suddenly in the day, before the squirrels precede you. J October 11, 1860
.The jays scream, and the red squirrels scold, while you are clubbing and shaking the trees. Now it is true autumn; all things are crisp and ripe. October 11, 1852
In the woods I hear the note of the jay, a metallic, clanging sound, some times a mew. Refer any strange note to him. October 11, 1856
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 © 2009-2020
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