February 19.
Coldest morning this winter by our thermometer, -3° at 7.30.
The traveller is defended and calloused. He deals with surfaces, has a greatcoat on. But he who stays at home and writes about homely things gives us naked and tender thoughts and sentiments.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, February 19, 1858
Coldest morning this winter by our thermometer. See January 23, 1857 ("I may safely say that -5° has been the highest temperature to-day .”);.January 9, 1856 ("Probably it has been below zero for the greater part of the day."); February 6, 1855 ("They say it did not rise above -6° to-day.")
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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