Wednesday, December 18, 2013

A hard edge against the sunset sky

Clears off cold after rain. Cross Fair Haven Pond at sunset. The western hills, these bordering it, seen through the clear, cold air, have a hard, distinct edge against the sunset sky. 

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, December 18, 1853

A hard, distinct edge against the sunset sky. Compare December 9, 1859 ("Methinks it often happens that as the weather is harder the sky seems softer."); December 27, 1851 ("The man is blessed who every day is permitted to behold anything so pure and serene as the western sky at sunset, while revolutions vex the world."): August 14, 1854 ("I have come forth to this hill at sunset to see the forms of the mountains in the horizon, — to behold and commune with something grander than man.") See also A Book of the Seasonsby Henry Thoreau, Winter Sunsets and Winter Colors (The solstice)

December 18. See A Book of the Seasonsby Henry Thoreau, December 18

The hard, distinct edge 
of the western hills now seen
against sunset skies. 
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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