January 2, 2017 |
It is singular that the nuthatch and the creeper should be so rare, they are so regular.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 2, 1857
See December 21, 1855 ("Scare a downy woodpecker and a brown creeper in company, from near the base of a small elm within three feet of me. The former dashes off with a loud rippling of the wing, and the creeper flits across the street to the base of another small elm , whither I follow. At first he hides behind the base, but ere long works his way upward and comes in sight. He is a gray-brown, a low curve from point of beak to end of tail resting flat against the tree."); March 25, 1856 ("I have not seen a tree sparrow, nuthatch, creeper, nor more than one redpoll since Christmas.”); April 6, 1856 ("Heard there a nuthatch's faint vibrating tut - tut, somewhat even like croaking of frogs, as it made its way up the oak bark and turned head down to peck. Anon it answered its mate with a gnah gnah.")
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, January 2.
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau
"A book, each page written in its own season,
out-of-doors, in its own locality."
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