December 10.
P. M. —-To Nut Meadow.
Weather warmer; snow softened.
See a large flock of snow buntings (quite white against woods, at any rate), though it is quite warm.
Snow-fleas in paths; first I have seen.
Hear the small woodpecker’s whistle; not much else; only crows and partridges else, and chickadees.
How quickly the snow feels the warmer wind! The crust which was so firm and rigid is now suddenly softened and there is much water in the road.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, December 10, 1854
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.
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