September 7.
Sunday.
At Brattleboro, Vt. a. m. — Climbed the hill behind Mr. Addison Brown's.
The leaves of the Tiarella cordifolia very abundant in the woods, but hardly sharp-lobed.
Also observed the leaves of the Hepatica triloba.
Was that Sium lineare in the pool on the hilltop? Oakes allows only S. latifolium to grow in Vermont. The seeds are apparently ribbed like ours. (Vide press.)
Found the lemna mantling that pool. Mrs. Brown has found it in flower there.
Flowering dogwood on hill.
P. M. — Up the bank of the Connecticut to West River, up that to a brook, and up that nearly to hospital.
The Connecticut, though unusually high (several feet more than usual), looks low, there being four or five or six rods of bare gravel on each side, and the bushes and weeds covered with clayey soil from a freshet. Not a boat to be seen on it. The Concord is worth a hundred of it for my purposes. It looks narrow as well as shallow. No doubt it is dwarfed by the mountain rising directly from it in front, which, as usual, looking nearer than it is, makes the opposite shore seem nearer.
The Solidago Canadensis, and the smooth three - ribbed one, and nemoralis, etc., the helianthus (apparently decapetalus), and Aster or Diplopappus linariifolius, Vitis cordifolius (?) (now beginning to be ripe) are quite common along the bank.
On a bank-side on West River, Urtica Canadensis, apparently in prime and going to seed, the same that Mr. Whitlow once recommended as a substitute for hemp.
Near by the phryma, or lopseed, with still a few small rose-white flowers. I at first thought it a circrea.
Plenty of harebells thereabouts, and, by the brook, Polygonum Virginianum, three feet high, mostly gone to seed.
Apparently Cornus stolonifera (?) by brook (vide press), with the sericea.
Aster macrophyllus much past prime.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, September 7, 1856
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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