Saturday, January 4, 2014

It thaws all day

January 4

It thaws all day 
the eaves drip 
as in a rain

the road begins to be soft
and a little sloshy.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, January 4, 1854

See January 7, 1860 ("You hear (in the house) the unusual sound of the eaves running"); See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Signs of the Spring; The Eaves Begin to Run

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