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Monday, June 29, 2020
Jersey tea, just beginning.
June 29.
Jersey tea, just beginning.
Asclepias obtusifolia, a day or two.
Sericocarpus conyzoides.
H.D. Thoreau, Journal, June 29, 1853
Asclepias obtusifolia, a day or two. See July 4, 1854 ("Asclepias obtusifolia, also day or two."); September 21, 1856 ("The Asclepias obtusifolia . . . A fairy-like casket, shaped like a canoe, with its closely packed imbricated brown seeds, with their yet compressed silvery parachutes like finest unsoiled silk in the right position above them, ready to be wafted some dry and breezy day to their destined places.”)
Sericocarpus conyzoides (Toothed white-top aster) See July 17, 1852 ("That Sericocarjrus conyzoides prevails now"); July 29, 1853 ("Butterflies of various colors are now more abundant than I have seen them before, especially the small reddish or coppery ones. I counted ten yesterday on a single Sericocarpus conyzoides. They were in singular harmony with the plant, as if they made a part of it."); August 12, 1856 ("The leaves of Sericocarpus conyzoides are fragrant when bruised."); August 31, 1858 ("Sericocarpus about done. ")
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