Thursday, November 5, 2020

Sat at the end of Long Wharf.




November 5.

In Boston. — The first Indian-summer day, after an unusually cold October. 

November 5, 2020

Sat at the end of Long Wharf for coolness, but it was very warm, with scarcely a breath of wind, and so thick a haze that I could see but little way down the harbor.


H. D. Thoreau, Journal, November 5, 1859


The first Indian-summer day,
See November 1, 2015 ("A beautiful Indian-summer day, the most remarkable hitherto and equal to any of the kind. "); November 1, 1860 ("A perfect Indian-summer day, and wonderfully warm. 72+ at 1 P. M. and probably warmer at two.");November 6, 1857 ("Thermometer on north of the house 70° at 12 M. Indian summer.") See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The world can never be more beautiful than now.

Sat at the end of Long Wharf . See December 25, 1853 ("When I go to Boston, I go naturally straight through the city down to the end of Long Wharf and look off")



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