Tuesday, April 20, 2021

The hermit thrush.



April 20.

H. Mann brings me the hermit thrush.


H. D. Thoreau, Journal, April 20, 1861

H. Mann brings me the hermit thrush. See April 20, 1860 (" C sees bluets and some kind of thrush to-day, size of wood thrush, — he thought probably hermit thrush."); see also  April 21, 1858 ("Ed. Hoar says he heard a wood thrush the 18th.");  April 24, 1856 ("Returning, in the low wood just this side the first Second Division Brook, near the meadow, see a brown bird flit, and behold my hermit thrush, with one companion, flitting silently through the birches. I saw the fox-color on his tail-coverts, as well as the brown streaks on the breast. Both kept up a constant jerking of the tail as they sat on their perches." and also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Signs of Spring: The Arrival of the Hermit Thrush


See also  A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, April 20

A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau
 "A book, each page written in its own season,
out-of-doors, in its own locality."
 ~edited, assembled and rewritten by zphx ©  2009-2023


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