August 17.
Frost in low ground this Morning.
That was purple grass which I saw to-day. I see also the saw-grass in the shorn fields
H.D. Thoreau, Journal, August 17, 1859
New and collected mind-prints. by Zphx. Following H.D.Thoreau 170 years ago today. Seasons are in me. My moods periodical -- no two days alike.
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