Moon three-quarters full.
The nights now are very still, for there is hardly any noise of birds or of insects. The whip-poor-will is not heard, nor the mosquito.
There is a down-like mist over the river and pond, and there are no bright reflections of the moon, all the light being absorbed by the low fog.
The moon gives not a creamy but white, cold light.
There is a down-like mist over the river and pond, and there are no bright reflections of the moon, all the light being absorbed by the low fog.
The moon gives not a creamy but white, cold light.
Standing on the Cliffs, no sound comes up from the woods. The earth has gradually turned more northward; the birds have fled south after the sun, and this impresses me as a deserted country.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, October 5, 1851
The nights now are very still, for there is hardly any noise of birds or of insects. See October 5, 1857 ("There are few flowers, birds, insects, or fruits now, and hence what does occur affects us as more simple and significant.")
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, October 5, 1851
The nights now are very still, for there is hardly any noise of birds or of insects. See October 5, 1857 ("There are few flowers, birds, insects, or fruits now, and hence what does occur affects us as more simple and significant.")
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