December 14.
This morning it begins to snow, and the ground is whitened again, but in an hour or two it turns to rain, and rains all the rest of the day.
At night clears up, and in the night a strong and gusty northwest wind blows, which, by morning, — has dried up almost all the water in the road.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, December 14, 1856
This morning it begins to snow, and the ground is whitened again, but in an hour or two it turns to rain . See December 9, 1855 ("At 8.30 a fine snow begins to fall . . . till in fifteen minutes the ground is white . . . But in a few minutes it turns to rain, and so the wintry landscape is postponed for the present."); December 14, 1859 ("Snow-storms might be classified") See also .A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Snow-storms might be classified.
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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