P. M. — To Peter’s
I see the scarlet tops of white maples nearly a mile off, down the river, the lusty shoots of last year. Those of the red maple do not show thus.
I see many little holes in this old and solid snow where leaves have sunk down gradually and pendicularly, eleven or twelve inches,—the hole no larger at the top than at the bottom, nay, often partly closed at top by the drifting, and exactly the form and size of the leaf. It is as if the sun had driven this thin shield like a bullet thus deep into the solid snow. It is remarkable how deep the leaves settle into an old snow like this.
See a small ant running about over a piece of meadow turf.
The celandine begins to be conspicuous, springing under Brown’s fence.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, March 31, 1856
Earth
Rock
Ice
Water
Cloud
Wind
Sun
Stars
Life
What is it called that earth air sun etc is exactly suited to all life -- not just man?
A spring thought walking in woods at dusk after hearing peepers and wood frog for the first time
With the views now opened
Feeling everything is perfect for me
And realizing so it is for every leaf
And every creature in the woods now renewed
Zphx March 31 2016
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