Sunday, July 1, 2018

A great pea-green emperor moth.

July 1.

I am surveying the Bedford road these days, and have no time for my Journal. 

July 1, 2013
Saw one of those great pea-green emperor moths, like a bird, fluttering over the top of the woods this forenoon, 10 a. m., near Beck Stow's. 

Gathered the early red blackberry in the swamp or meadow this side of Pedrick's, where I ran a pole down nine feet. It is quite distinct from the evergreen one and is without prickles. Fruit red, middle-sized, with a few, perhaps ten or twelve, large globules.

May be the Rubus triflorus, but not growing on hills.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, July 1, 1853


One of those great pea-green emperor moths.
See June 27, 1858 (“See an Attacus luna in the shady path”)  See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, the Luna Moth (Attacus luna)

May be the Rubus triflorus. See June 30, 1854 ("Rubus triflorus berries, some time, — the earliest fruit of a rubus. The berries are very scarce, light red, semitransparent, showing the seed . . ."); July 2, 1851("Some of the raspberries are ripe, the most innocent and simple of fruits")

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