An old-fashioned winter continues.

February 2

Snows again last night, perhaps an inch, erasing the old tracks and giving us a blank page again, restoring the purity of nature. 

February 2, 2026

It may be even a trifle deeper now than hitherto.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, February 2, 1856

Erasing old tracks and giving us a blank page. See January 31, 1856 ("These fresh falls of snow are like turning over a new leaf of Nature’s Album.");  See also December 23, 1851 ("A pure and trackless white napkin covers the ground,");  January 14, 1853 ("Snow freshly fallen is one thing, to-morrow it will be another. It is now pure and trackless . . . yet by to-morrow morning there will he countless tracks of all sizes all over the country."); February 21, 1854 ("There is scarcely a track of any animal yet to be seen. You cannot walk too early in new-fallen snow to get the sense of purity, novelty, and unexploredness.")

Snow again last night

 gives us a blank page again –

erasing old tracks.

A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, An old-fashioned winter continues

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 ©  2009-2026

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