Monday, April 18, 2016

A Book of the Seasons: April 18.

April 18. 

These yellow blossoms,
seen through the rain and cold,
pledges of the sun's return.
April 18, 1852

By expectation
spring butterflies reappear
to complete the world.
April 18, 1852



An east wind. I hear 
the clock strike plainly ten or 
eleven P.M. 
April 18, 1852




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 © 2009-2016

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