The autumnal tints about the pond are now perfect.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, October 8, 1852
The autumnal tints about the pond are now perfect. See October 7, 1852 ("It is perfect autumn. It is the mellowing year"); October 7, 1857 ("I see, some fifty rods off, looking toward the sun, the top of the maple swamp just appearing over the sheeny russet edge of the hill . . . the most intensely brilliant scarlet, orange, and yellow, equal to any flowers or fruits or any tints ever painted."); October 9, 1853 ("The red maples are now red and also yellow and reddening.")
Nothing can exceed the brilliancy of some of the maples which stand by the shore and extend their red banners over the water. See October 3, 1858 ("Some particular maple among a hundred will be of a peculiarly bright and pure scarlet, and, by its difference of tint and intenser color, attract our eyes even at a distance in the midst of the crowd")
Today, October 3, 1852, HDT also records in his Journal the story of the loon diving and dodging him that was to be incorporated into "Walden." See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The wildest sound I ever heard
Today, October 3, 1852, HDT also records in his Journal the story of the loon diving and dodging him that was to be incorporated into "Walden." See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The wildest sound I ever heard
October 8. See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, October 8
Maples by the shore
extending their red banners
over the water.
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Perfect autumn. Walden
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau
"A book, each page written in its own season,
out-of-doors, in its own locality.”
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