Tuesday, February 9, 2021

Coldest day yet.



February  8. 

Coldest day yet; – 22 ° at least (all we can read), at 8 A. M., and, (so far) as I can learn, not above -6 ° all day.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, February 8, 1861

So far as I can learn, not above -6 ° all day. See February 6, 1855 ("They say it did not rise above -6° to-day."); February 7, 1855 ("Thermometer at about 7.30 A. M. gone into the bulb, -19° at least. The cold has stopped the clock."); January 9, 1856 ("Probably it has been below zero for the greater part of the day.");January 11, 1859 ("At 6 A. M. -22° and how much more I know not, ours having gone into the bulb.") and note to January 23, 1857 ("I may safely say that -5° has been the highest temperature to-day.") 

A Book of the Seasons by Henry Thoreau, February 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."
 ~edited, assembled and rewritten by zphx ©  2009-2023

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