April 6.
April 6, 2021
Am surprised to find the river fallen some nine
inches notwithstanding the melted snow.
But I read in Blodget
that the equivalent in water is about one tenth. Say one ninth in this
case, and you have one and one third inches, and this falling on an unfrozen
surface, the river at the same time falling from a height, shows why it was
no more retarded (far from being absolutely raised).
There is now scarcely
a button-ball to be seen on Moore's tree, where there were many a month ago. The balls have not fallen entire, but been decomposed and the seed
dispersed gradually, leaving long, stringy stems and their cores dangling
still. It is the storms of
February and March that disperse them.
The (are they
cinnamon?) sparrows are the finest singers I have heard yet, especially in
Monroe's garden, where I see no tree sparrows. Similar but more prolonged
and remarkable and loud.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal,
April 6, 1861
Am surprised to find the river fallen some nine inches notwithstanding the melted snow. See April 6, 1858 ("They with whom I talk do not remember when the river was so low at this season.");April 7, 1858 ("The ground about the outmost willow at my boat's place is high and dry. . . . There is no water anywhere on these meadows now — except the one or two permanent pools — which I cannot walk through in my boots. ") Compare April 8, 1856 ("River had risen so since yesterday I could not get under the bridge, but was obliged to find a round stick and roll my boat over the road.”) and April 12, 1856 ("The river . . . was at its height when the snow generally was quite melted here, i. e. yesterday.")
But I read in Blodget that the equivalent in water is about one tenth. See L Blodgett, Climatology of the United States 320 (1857) ("one-tenth of the recorded depth of snow has been taken as its equivalent in water. This rule is sufficiently near to accuracy for any general purpose,")
There is now scarcely a button-ball to be seen on Moore's tree, where there were many a month ago. See February 28. 1861 ("The buttonwood seed has apparently scarcely begun to fall yet — only two balls under one tree, but they loose and broken. [Almost entirely fallen March 7th, leaving the dangling stems and bare receptacles.]") Note, per Wikipedia ("The Buttonball Tree is an exceptionally large American sycamore (Platanus occidentalis) located in Sunderland, Massachusetts. The nickname "buttonball" has been used for all like trees")
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