January 14.
Sunrise. — Snows again.
I think that you can best tell from what side the storm came by observing on which side of the trees the snow is plastered.
The crows are flitting about the houses and alight upon the elms.
After snowing an inch or two it cleared up at night.
Boys, etc., go about straddling the fences, on the crust.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 14, 1856
You can best tell from what side the storm came by observing on which side of the trees the snow is plastered. See December 23, 1851 ("There is a narrow ridge of snow, a white line, on the storm side of the stem of every exposed tree.”); January 5, 1852 ("To-day the trees are white with snow — I mean their stems and branches — and have the true wintry look, on the storm side. Not till this has the winter come to the forest.”); December 23, 1853 (“there is a white ridge up and down their trunks on the northwest side, showing which side the storm came from, which, better than the moss, would enable one to find his way in the night.”): February 21, 1854 (“The snow has lodged more or less in perpendicular lines on the northerly sides of trees”); December 26, 1855 (“The ice is chiefly on the upper and on the storm side of twigs”)
The crows are flitting about the houses. See January 23, 1852( "The snow is so deep and the cold so intense that the crows are compelled to be very bold in seeking their food, and come very near the houses in the village.”); December 27, 1853 (“The crows come nearer to the houses, alight on trees by the roadside, apparently being put to it for food.”) January 7, 1856 ("The cold weather has brought the crows, and for the first time this winter I hear them cawing amid the houses")
New and collected mind-prints. by Zphx. Following H.D.Thoreau 170 years ago today. Seasons are in me. My moods periodical -- no two days alike.
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