A Book of the Seasons: July 3.

July 3.

Jul;y 3, 2019

We will have a dawn 
and noon and serene sunset
in ourselves. 
July 3, 1840

Wintergreen blossom,
pretty little chandelier,
adorns forest floor.
July 3, 1852

July 3, 2017

The oven-bird's nest
with a dome-like top and arched
entrance on one side.
July 3, 1853

The seething river
confined within two borders
gleaming in the sun.
July 3, 1854

Gloriously hot –

what a luxury to bathe now, the 

first of this weather.

July 3, 1854

When I leave the boat
a short time the seats become
intolerably hot.
July 3, 1854

The great snap-turtle 

puts his head out and climbs up 

a rock on the bank.

 July 3, 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 © 2009-2019