Going through the swamp.

January 8. 

P. M. – To that small meadow just above the Boaz Brown meadow. 

Going through the swamp, the snow balled so as to raise me three inches higher than usual.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 8, 1858

The snow balled so as to raise me three inches. See January 6, 1857 ("When I get home after that slumping walk on the river, I find that the slush has balled and frozen on my boots two or three inches thick, and can only be thawed off by the fire, it is so solid.")

A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, January 8

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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