Sunday, January 24, 2021

No dark pines in the horizon.


January 24. 

In Worcester. 

From 9 A. M. to 4 P. M., walked about six miles north west into Holden with Blake, returning by Stonehouse Hill.

 A very cold day. 

Less forest near Worcester than in Concord, and that hardwood. No dark pines in the horizon. 

The evergreen laurel is a common underwood, contrasting agreeably with the snow. Large, broad backed hills. 

De Quincey's “Historical and Critical Essays” I have not read (2 vols.). 

Saw a red squirrel out.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 24, 1854

In Worcester, walked about six miles north west into Holden with Blake. See Letters to Blake, January 21, 1854 ("I think to come and see you next week, on Monday, if nothing hinders. I have just returned from court at Cambridge, whither I was called as a witness, having surveyed a water-privilege, about which there is a dispute, since you were here.")

No dark pines in the horizon. See  August 15, 1853 ("It is a pleasure to look at the washed woods far away. You see every feature of the white pine grove with distinctness, — the stems of the trees, then the dark shade, then their fresh sunlit outsides.");  December 3, 1856 (“The pine forest's edge seen against the winter horizon.”); December 25, 1858 ("How full of soft, pure light the western sky now, after sunset! I love to see the outlines of the pines against it"); January 9, 1859 ("It is worth the while to stand here at this hour and look into the soft western sky, over the pines whose outlines are so rich and distinct against the clear sky.");January 19, 1859 ("It occurs to me that I know of no more agreeable object to bound our view, looking outward through the vista of our elm lined streets, than the pyramidal tops of a white pine forest in the horizon.")

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