Sunday, February 25, 2024

A Book of the Seasons, Signs of the Spring: First silvery sheen from needles of the white pine waving in the wind

No mortal is alert enough to be present at the first dawn of the spring. 

Henry Thoreau, March 17, 1857

First silvery sheen
from needles of the white pine
waving in the wind.
February 25, 1860


February 4Now the white pine are a misty blue; anon a lively, silvery light plays on them, and they seem to erect themselves unusually.  February 4, 1852 

February 5. The boughs, feathery boughs, of the white pines, tier above tier, reflect a silvery light against the darkness of the grove.  
February 5, 1852 

February 10.  I see that Wheildon's pines are rocking and showing their silvery under sides as last spring, — their first awakening, as it were. February 10, 1860 

February 23. I have seen signs of the spring. February 23, 1857

February 25. I noticed yesterday the first conspicuous silvery sheen from the needles of the white pine waving in the wind. A small one was conspicuous by the side of the road more than a quarter of a mile ahead. I suspect that those plumes which have been appressed or contracted by snow and ice are not only dried but opened and spread by the wind. February 25, 1860

March 2. I see a row of white pines, too, waving and reflecting their silvery light. March 2, 1860 

March 20. In this spring breeze, how full of life the silvery pines, probably the under sides of their leaves. March 20, 1853

March 21.  That fine silvery light reflected from its needles (perhaps their undersides) incessantly in motion. March 21, 1859


See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, 
I Have Seen Signs of the Spring:
 



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A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau
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