See January 10, 1858 ("If you are sick and despairing, go forth in winter and see the red alder catkins dangling at the extremities of the twigs, all in the wintry air, like long, hard mulberries, promising a new spring and the fulfillment of all our hopes. . . . the sight of a mulberry-like red catkin which I know has a dormant life in it, seemingly greater than my own.”)
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.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Winter catkins.
See January 10, 1858 ("If you are sick and despairing, go forth in winter and see the red alder catkins dangling at the extremities of the twigs, all in the wintry air, like long, hard mulberries, promising a new spring and the fulfillment of all our hopes. . . . the sight of a mulberry-like red catkin which I know has a dormant life in it, seemingly greater than my own.”)
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