November 15.
The river rising. I see a spearer’s light to-night.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, November 15, 1855
The river rising. See November 15, 1853 (“The river has risen yet higher than last night, so that I cut across Hubbard's meadow with ease”)
A spearer’s light to-night. See April 25, 1856 ("At evening see a spearer’s light."); April 25, 1855 ("A spearers’ fire seems three times as far off as it is.")
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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