July 27.
8 a. m. — Rains, still quite soakingly.
June and July perhaps only are the months of drought. The drought ceases with the dog-days.
P. M. — To White Pond in rain.
The autumnal dandelion now appears more abundantly within a week.
Solidago lanceolata also, a few days probably, though only partially open.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, July 27, 1853
The drought ceases with the dog-days. See July 24, 1854 ("A decided rain-storm to-day and yesterday, such as we have not had certainly since May."); July 31, 1855 ("Our dog-days seem to be turned to a rainy season"); August 15, 1858 ("It is the season of mould and mildew, and foggy, muggy, often rainy weather.")
The autumnal dandelion now appears more abundantly within a week. See August 4. 1854 ("The autumnal dandelion is now more common."); September 13, 1856 ("Surprised at the profusion of autumnal dandelions in their prime on the top of the hill")
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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