No mortal is alert enough to be present at the first dawn of the spring.
Henry Thoreau, March 17, 1857
I have seen signs of the spring.
I have seen a frog swiftly sinking in a pool,
or where he dimpled the surface as he leapt in.
I have seen the brilliant spotted tortoises stirring at the bottom of ditches.
I have seen the clear sap
trickling from the red maple.
February 21. Am surprised to see this afternoon a boy collecting red maple sap from some trees behind George Hubbard's. It runs freely. The earliest sap I made to flow last year was March 14th . . .The river for some days has been open and its sap visibly flowing, like the maple. February 21, 1857
February 23. I have seen signs of the spring . . . I have seen the clear sap trickling from the red maple. February 23, 1857
March 2. The red maple sap flows freely, and probably has for several days. March 2, 1860
March 3. The red maple sap, which I first noticed the 21st of February, is now frozen up in the auger-holes. March 3, 1857
March 4. I see where a maple has been wounded the sap is flowing out. Now, then, is the time to make sugar. March 4, 1852
March 5. As I sit under the red maples at white bridge, I suddenly see the myriad black dots of their expanded buds against the sky. Their sap is flowing. March 5, 1852
March 7. To-day, as also three or four days ago, I saw a clear drop of maple sap on a broken red maple twig, which tasted very sweet. March 7, 1855
March 14. Just above Pinxter Swamp, one red maple limb was moistened by sap trickling along the bark. Tapping this, I was surprised to find it flow freely. March 14, 1856
March 15. Put a spout in the red maple of yesterday, and hang a pail beneath to catch the sap. March 15, 1856
March 16. Going home, slip on the ice, throwing the pail over my head to save myself, and spill all but a pint. So it is lost on the ice of the river. When the river breaks up, it will go down the Concord into the Merrimack, and down the Merrimack into the sea. March 16, 1856
March 20. Cutting a maple for a bridge over Lily Brook, I was rejoiced to see the sap falling in large, clear drops from the wound. March 20,1853
March 21. I see red maple sap oozing out and wetting the young trees where there is no obvious wound. March 21, 1855
March 21. It is worth the while to know that there is all this sugar in our woods . . . I left home at ten and got back before twelve with two and three quarters pints of sap, in addition to the one and three quarters I found collected . . . One maple, standing immediately north of a thick white pine, scarcely flowed at all, while a smaller, farther in the wood, ran pretty well. The south side of a tree bleeds first in spring. March 21, 1856
March 22. The phenomena of an average March . . . Vegetation fairly begins, – conferva and mosses, grass and carex, etc., — and gradually many early herbaceous plants start, and noticed radical leaves; Stellaria media and shepherd's-purse bloom; maple and buttonwood sap (6th) flow; spiræas start, cladonias flush, and bæomyces handsome; willow catkins become silvery, aspens downy; osiers, etc., look bright, white maple and elm buds expand and open, oak woods thin- leaved; alder and hazel catkins become relaxed and elongated. March 22, 1860
March 24. It is too cold to think of those signs of spring which I find recorded under this date last year. The earliest signs of spring in vegetation noticed thus far are the maple sap, the willow catkins, grass on south banks, and perhaps cowslip in sheltered places. Alder catkins loosened, and also white maple buds loosened. March 24, 1855
See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau:
- A Change in the Air
- A Sunny Nook in Spring
- Alder and Willow Catkins Expanding
- Braided Ripples of Melting Snow Shine in the Ruts
- Bright Blue Water
- Buzzing Flies
- Ducks Afar, Sailing on the Meadow
- Frogs, and Turtles Stirring
- Greening Grasses and Sedges
- I begin to think that my wood will last
- Insects and Worms Come Forth and are Active
- Listening for the Bluebird
- March is famous for its Winds
- Mosses Bright Green
- My Greatcoat on my Arm
- Perla-like Insects Appear
- Red Maple Sap Flows
- Ripples made by Fishes
- Skunks Active
- The Anxious Peep of the Early Robin
- The crowing of cocks, the cawing of crows
- The Days have grown Sensibly Longer
- The Eaves Begin to Run
- The Gobbling of Turkeys
- The Grackle Arrives
- The Hawks of March
- The New Warmth of the Sun
- The Note of the Dark-eyed Junco Going Northward
- The Red-Wing Arrives
- The Skunk Cabbage Blooms
- The Softened Air of these Warm February Days
- The Song Sparrow Sings
- The Spring Note of the Chickadee
- The Spring Note of the Nuthatch
- The Striped Squirrel Comes Out
- The Water Bug (Gyrinus)
- Walking without Gloves
- Woodpeckers Tapping
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Signs of the Spring: Red Maple Sap Flows
A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau
"A book, each page written in its own season,
out-of-doors, in its own locality."
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