Now a sudden gust
of wind blows from the northwest,
cooled by a storm there.
After all these rains
the crickets chirp with a still
more autumnal sound.
August 15, 1853
Far in the southwest
the locomotive whistle
sounds like a bell.
An indistinct path
leading through a dense birch wood
quite out of our course.
We continue to
go out of our way till we
are completely lost.
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| August 15, 2012, 8:01PM |
Cnicus pumilus, pasture thistle. How many insects a single one attracts ! While you sit by it, bee after bee will visit it, and busy himself probing for honey and loading himself with pollen, regardless of your over shadowing presence. He sees its purple flower from afar, and that use there is in its color. August 15, 1851 See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, the Thistles
On the top of the Hill I see the goldfinch eating the seeds of the Canada thistle. I rarely approach a bed of them or other thistles nowadays but I hear the cool twitter of the goldfinch about it. August 15, 1854 See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau the Goldfinch
On the top of the Hill I see the goldfinch eating the seeds of the Canada thistle. I rarely approach a bed of them or other thistles nowadays but I hear the cool twitter of the goldfinch about it. August 15, 1854 See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau the Goldfinch
An orchis by the brook under the Cliffs with only three white flowers , only smaller than the fringed white; spurs half an inch long. May it be another species? August 15, 1852 See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The White Fringed Orchis; A Book of Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The Purple Fringed Orchids
See a blue heron on the meadow. August 15, 1852 . See a blue heron. August 15, 1860 . See A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, the Blue Heron
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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