Thursday, July 6, 2017

The season of small fruits.


July 6.

Rubus triflorus well ripe. 

The beach plums have everywhere the crescent-shaped mark made by the curculio, — the few that remain on.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, July 6, 1857

Rubus triflorus well ripe. See  July 2, 1851("Some of the raspberries are ripe, the most innocent and simple of fruits");   July 11, 1857 ("I see more berries than usual of the Rubus triflorus in the open meadow near the southeast corner of the Hubbard meadow blueberry swamp.. . .They are dark shining red and, when ripe, of a very agreeable flavor and somewhat of the raspberry's spirit.") See also May 21, 1856 ("Rubus triflorus abundantly out at the Saw Mill Brook");  May 29, 1858 ("Rubus triflorus, well out, at Calla Swamp, how long?");  June 7, 1857 ("Rubus triflorus still in bloom"); June 25, 1854 ("A raspberry on sand by railroad, ripe.");June 30, 1854 ("Rubus triflorus berries, some time, — the earliest fruit of a rubus. The berries are very scarce, light red, semitransparent, showing the seed . . .")  and also  June 17, 1854 ("[T]he season of small fruits has arrived. ")  July 5, 1852 ("Nature offers fruits now as well as flowers"); July 6, 1851 ("Now grass is turning to hay, and flowers to fruits.");



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