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Friday, August 27, 2021

A Book of the Seasons: August 27 (cooler nights, small fruits, a fragrant new flower, rose hips, a green locust, wild-looking berries, changing colors, yellowing pumpkins in topping corn,)



The year is but a succession of days,
and I see that I could assign some office to each day
which, summed up, would be the history of the year.
Henry Thoreau, August 24, 1852



Viewed from a hilltop
 it is blue in the depths and 
green in the shallows. 
August 27, 1852

Cooler nights of late
but by day heat of the sun
local, palpable.

Leaves of young maples 
in water about the pond
 now are quite scarlet.



August 27, 2016



All our life, i.e. the living part of it, is a persistent dreaming awake. August 27, 1859

Polygala cruciata, cross-leaved polygala, in the meadow between Trillium Woods and railroad. This is rare and new to me. It has a very sweet, but as it were intermittent, fragrance, as of checkerberry and mayflowers combined. August 27, 1851

Unusually cold last night. August 27, 1856

The nights have been cooler of late, but the heat of the sun by day has been more local and palpable. August 27, 1860

Hypericum Canadense and mutilum now pretty generally open at 4 P.M., thus late in the season, it being more moist and cooler.August 27, 1856

Hieracium Canadense, apparently in prime, and perhaps H. scabrum. August 27, 1858 

Crickets sound much louder after the rain in this cloudy weather. August 27, 1852

See one of the shrilling green alder locusts on the under side of a grape leaf. Its body is about three quarters of an inch or less in length; antennae and all, two inches. August 27, 1860

Lower leaves of the smooth sumach are red. August 27, 1852 

Rhus Toxicodendron there is half of it turned scarlet and yellow, as if we had had a severe drought. August 27, 1858

Goodyera pubescens, rattlesnake-plantain, is apparently a little past its prime . . . with its white spike eight to ten inches high on the sloping hillside . . . but the beautifully reticulated leaves . . . about its base are the chief attraction . . . Is it not the prettiest leaf that paves the forest floor? August 27, 1856

The rhexia greets me in bright patches on meadow banks. August 27, 1856

The vervain which I examined by the railroad the other day has still a quarter of an inch to the top of its spikes. August 27, 1851

Hawkweed groundsel (Senecio hieracifolius) (fireweed). August 27, 1851

The Medeola Virginica, cucumber-root, the whorl-leaved plant, is now in green fruit. August 27, 1851

The first notice I have that grapes are ripening is by the rich scent at evening from my own native vine against the house, when I go to the pump. August 27, 1859

There are many wild-looking berries about now. August 27, 1856

I see round-leaved cornel fruit on Heywood Peak, now half China-blue and half white, each berry. August 27, 1858

Elder-berry clusters swell and become heavy and therefore droop, bending the bushes down . . . you see the green cymes perfectly erect, the half-ripe drooping, and the perfectly ripe hanging straight down on the same bush. August 27, 1859

Hips of the early roses are reddening. August 27, 1852

The large depressed globular hips of the moss rose begin to turn scarlet in low ground. August 27, 1856  

The peculiar large dark blue indigo clintonia berries of irregular form and dark-spotted, in umbels of four or five on very brittle stems which break with a snap and on erectish stemlets or pedicels. August 27, 1856 

Near the clintonia berries, I found the Polygonatum pubescens berries on its handsome leafy stem recurved over the hillside, generally two slaty-blue (but darkgreen beneath the bloom) berries on an axillary peduncle three quarters of an inch long, hanging straight down; eight or nine such peduncles,. . .the berries successively smaller from below upwards August 27, 1856 

Then there are the Viburnum dentatum berries, in flattish cymes, dull leadcolored berries, depressed globular, three sixteenths of an inch in diameter, with a mucronation, hard, seedy, dryish, and unpalatable. August 27, 1856 

Some Viburnum Lentago berries, turned blue before fairly reddening. August 27, 1854 

The Viburnum Lentago begin to show their handsome red cheeks, rather elliptic-shaped and mucronated, one cheek clear red with a purplish bloom, the other pale green, now. Among the handsomest of berries, one half inch long by three eighths by two eighths, being somewhat flattish. August 27, 1856. 

The children have done bringing huckleberries to sell for nearly a week. August 27, 1859

As I go up Pine Hill, gather the shrivelled Vaccinium vacillans berries, many as hard as if dried on a pan. They are very sweet and good, and not wormy like huckleberries.  August 27, 1854

Rubus sempervirens, evergreen raspberry, the small low blackberry, is now in fruit. August 27, 1851

Detected a, to me, new kind of high blackberry on the edge of the cliff beyond Conant's wall . . . Berries of good size, globular, of very few, large grains, very glossy, of a lively flavor, when young of a peculiar light pink; sepals less recurved when ripe than those of villous. It is apparently Bigelow’s R. frondosus made a variety by Gray; but see flowers.  August 27, 1857  

On the 23d I gathered perfectly fresh and large low black-berries, peculiarly sweet and soft, in the shade of the pines at Thrush Alley, long after they are done in open fields. They seem like a different variety from the common, they are so much sweeter, tenderer, and larger. August 27, 1859 

The leaves of some young maples in the water about the pond are now quite scarlet, running into dark purple-red. August 27, 1852

I am surprised to see the top of Pine Hill wearing its October aspect, — yellow with changed maples and here and there faintly blushing with changed red maples. August 27, 1854

I think that some summer squashes had turned yellow in our yard a fortnight or more ago. August 27, 1859

Topping corn now reveals the yellowing pumpkins. August 27, 1853.

I often see yarrow with a delicate pink tint, very distinct from the common pure-white ones.  August 27, 1859

Paddle round the pond. Viewed from a hilltop, it is blue in the depths and green in the shallows, but from a boat it is seen to be a uniform dark green. August 27, 1852

Both fishes and plants are clean and bright, like the element they live in. August 27, 1852

I think I hear a rising wind rustling the tops of the woods, and, turning, see what I think is the rear of a large flock of pigeons. August 27, 1854

Young partridges two-thirds grown burst away. August 27, 1852 

Robins fly in flocks. August 27, 1858

Hear chic-a-day-day-day and crow; but, for music, reduced almost to the winter quire. August 27, 1852  

July 13, 1852 ("It is impossible to say what day — almost what week — the huckleberries begin to be ripe, unless you are acquainted with, and daily visit, every huckleberry bush in the town")
July 13, 1852 ("The Polygala sanguinea and P. cruciata in Blister's meadow, both numerous and well out. The last has a fugacious (?) spicy scent, in which, methinks, I detect the scent of nutmegs. Afterward I find that it is the lower part of the stem and root which is most highly scented, like checkerberry, and not fugacious")
July 25, 1854 ("High blackberries, a day or two.")
July 31, 1856 (“How thick the berries — low blackberries, Vaccinium vacillans, and huckleberries — on the side of Fair Haven Hill! ”)
August 3, 1856 ("High blackberries beginning; a few ripe.")
August 4, 1852 (“Most huckleberries and blueberries and low blackberries are in their prime now.”)
August 4, 1856 ("Here and there the high blackberry, just beginning, towers over all. ")
August 4. 1856 ("This favorable moist weather has expanded some of the huckleberries to the size of bullets")
August 10, 1853 ("August, royal and rich . . .It is glorious to see those great shining high blackberries, now partly ripe ")
August 12, 1854 ("It is already the yellowing year.")
August 13, 1854 (“At Thrush Alley, I am surprised to behold how many birch leaves have turned yellow.") 
August 15, 1859 ("Hypericum Canadense, Canadian St. John's-wort, distinguished by its red capsules.")
August 17, 1853 ("The high blackberries are now in their prime; the richest berry we have.”)
August 17,1856 ("Hypericum Canadense well out at 2 p. m."); August 19, 1851 ("Now for the pretty red capsules or pods of the Hypericum Canadense")
August 18, 1853 ("Many leaves of the cultivated cherry are turned yellow, and a very few leaves of the elm have fallen.")
August 18, 1859 ("Half the leaves of some cherries in dry places are quite orange now and ready to fall")
August 19, 1856 ("I see Hypericum Canadense and mutilum abundantly open at 3 P. M.") 
August 19, 1856 ("What countless varieties of low blackberries! Here, in this open pine grove, I pluck some large fresh and very sweet ones when they are mostly gone without. So they are continued a little longer to us")
August 20, 1851 ("The flowers of the blue vervain have now nearly reached the summit of their spikes")
;August 20, 1851("The Rhexia Virginica is a showy flower at present.");
August 20, 1856 (“The hillside at Clintonia Swamp is in some parts quite shingled with the rattlesnake-plantain (Goodyera pubescens) leaves overlapping one another. The flower is now apparently in its prime. ”)
August 21, 1852 (“The leaves of the dogsbane are turning yellow”)
 August 21, 1851 ("The prevailing conspicuous flowers at present are: . . . Rhexia Virginica, . . . Polygala sanguinea,"); 
August 21, 1851 ("They are all within about half an inch of the top of the spikes"); 
August 21, 1853 ("Saw one of those light-green locusts about three quarters of an inch long on a currant leaf in the garden.")
August 21, 1853 ("The Viburnum Lentago berries are but just beginning to redden on one cheek.”)
August 21, 1853 ("The polygonatum berries have been a bluish-green some time.”)
August 21, 1857 ("An abundance of fine high blackberries behind Britton's old camp on the Lincoln road, now in their prime there, which have been overlooked. Is it not our richest fruit?")
August 22, 1852  ("Is not the high blackberry our finest berry?")
August 22, 1852  ("The elder bushes are weighed down with fruit partially turned, and are still in bloom at the extremities of their twigs.")
August 22, 1859 ("The circles of the blue vervain flowers, now risen near to the top, show how far advanced the season") 
August 23, 1856 ("Elder-berries, now looking purple, are weighing down the bushes along fences by their abundance.");\
August 23, 1851 ("The Verbena hastata at the pond has reached the top of its spike,. . . only one or two flowers are adhering."); 
August 23, 1856  ("Now for high blackberries,")
August 23, 1856  ("On this Lespedeza Stuvei, a green locust an inch and three quarters long")
August 23, 1856  ("Now for high blackberries, though the low are gone.” )
August 23, 1853  ("How handsome now the cymes of Viburnum Lentago berries, flattish with red cheeks!”)
August 23, 1858 ("The rhexia in the field west of Clintonia Swamp makes a great show now, though a little past prime")
August 23, 1859 ("The scarlet lower leaves of the choke-berry and some brakes are the handsomest autumnal tints which I see to-day")
August 24, 1851 ("Elderberries are ripe.")
August 24, 1859 ("The small sempervirens blackberry in prime in one place.")    
August 25, 1852 ("The fruit of the Viburnum Lentago is now very handsome, with its sessile cymes of large elliptical berries, green on one side and red with a purple bloom on the other or exposed side, not yet purple, blushing on one cheek.”)
August 26, 1860 ("The shrilling of the alder locust is the solder that welds these autumn days together.")
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August 28, 1853 ("The smooth sumach leaves are fast reddening.")
August 28, 1856 (“Low blackberries done, high blackberries still to be had.”)
August 28, 1856 ("Huckleberries are about given up")
August 28, 1858 ("The scarlet leaves of the cultivated cherry are seen to have fallen . . . reminding us of October and November.")
August 28, 1858 ("When . . . I see these bright leaves strewing the moist ground . . . I am reminded that I have crossed the summit ridge of the year and have begun to descend the other slope.")
 August 28, 1859 ("The rhexia in Ebby Hubbard's field is considerably past prime, and it is its reddish chalices which show most at a distance now. I should have looked ten days ago. Still it is handsome with its large yellow anthers against clear purple petals. It grows there in large patches with hardhack.")
August 28, 1859 ("Pumpkins begin to be yellow.")
August 29, 1852 (The first leaves begin to fall; a few yellow ones lie in the road this morning, loosened by the rain and blown off by the wind.")
August 29, 1854 ("The moss rose hips will be quite ripe in a day or two.”)
August 29, 1854 ("The cymes of elder-berries, black with fruit, are now conspicuous.")
August 30, 1853 ("Viburnum Lentago berries are now common and handsome")
August 31, 1853 ("Great black cymes of elder berries now bend down the bushes.")
August 31, 1857 ("An abundance of fine high blackberries behind Britton's old camp on the Lincoln road, now in their prime there, which have been overlooked. Is it not our richest fruit?")
August 31, 1858 (“High blackberries are abundant in Britton’s field.
August 31, 1858 ("The birches have lately lost a great many of their lower leaves, which now cover and yellow the ground. Also some chestnut leaves have fallen")
August 31, 1858 ("The smooth sumach’s lower leaves are bright-scarlet on dry hills.")
September 1, 1852 ("Viewed from the hilltop, it reflects the color of the sky. Beyond the deep reflecting surface, near the shore, it is a vivid green.")
September 1, 1857 ("High blackberries are still in their prime on Lee's Cliff.")
September 1, 1854 ("The Viburnum Lentago are just fairly begun to have purple cheeks.")
September 4, 1859 ("Topping the corn, which has been going on some days, now reveals the yellow and yellowing pumpkins.")
September 6, 1857 ("I see one of those peculiarly green locusts with long and slender legs on a grass stem, which are often concealed by their color.")
September 7, 1858 ("Farmer calls those Rubus sempervirens berries, now abundant, 'snake blackberries.'")  
September 13, 1851("The cross-leaved polygala emits its fragrance as if at will. You are quite sure you smelled it and are ravished with its sweet fragrance, but now it has no smell . . .  you can only remember that you once perceived it.")
September 13, 1856 ("The Viburnum Lentago, which I left not half turned red when I went up-country a week ago, are now quite black-purple and shrivelled like raisins on my table, and sweet to taste, though chiefly seed.")
September 18, 1858 ("The earth is yellowing in the September sun.")
September 30, 1857 (“Rhus Toxicodendron turned yellow and red, handsomely dotted with brown.”)
November 12, 1859 ("I do not know how to distinguish between our waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?")


August 27, 2015

If you make the least correct 
observation of nature this year,
 you will have occasion to repeat it
 with illustrations the next, 
and the season and life itself is prolonged.

August 26 .<<<<<      August 27  >>>>>   August 28


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 © 2009-2022

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The cross-leaved polygala, has a very sweet but intermittent fragrance, as of checkerberry and mayflowers combined

 




August 27. 

I see the volumes of smoke-not quite the blaze — from burning brush, as I suppose, far in the western horizon.  I believe it is at this season of the year chiefly that you see this sight.  It is always a question with some whether it is not a fire in the woods, or some building. It is an interesting feature in the scenery at this season.

The farmer's simple enterprises.

The vervain which I examined by the railroad the other day has still a quarter of an inch to the top of its spikes.

Hawkweed groundsel (Senecio hieracifolius) (fireweed).

Rubus sempervirens, evergreen raspberry, the small low blackberry, is now in fruit.

The Medeola Virginica, cucumber-root, the whorl-leaved plant, is now in green fruit.

Polygala cruciata, cross-leaved polygala, in the meadow between Trillium Woods and railroad. This is rare and new to me. It has a very sweet, but as it were intermittent, fragrance, as of checkerberry and mayflowers combined. The handsome calyx-leaves
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H. D. Thoreau, Journal, August 27, 1851

The vervain which I examined by the railroad the other day has still a quarter of an inch to the top of its spikes. See August 20, 1851 ("The flowers of the blue vervain have now nearly reached the summit of their spikes");  August 21, 1851 ("they are all within about half an inch of the top of the spikes");  August 23, 1851 ("The Verbena hastata at the pond has reached the top of its spike,. . . only one or two flowers are adhering."); August 22, 1859 ("T he circles of the blue vervain flowers, now risen near to the top, show how far advanced the season") See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau,  the Blue Vervain

Rubus sempervirens, evergreen raspberry, the small low blackberry, is now in fruit.  See August 24, 1859 ("  The small sempervirens blackberry in prime in one place.");  September 7, 1858 ("J. Farmer calls those Rubus sempervirens berries, now abundant, “snake blackberries.”")  See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, Blackberries

Polygala cruciata, cross-leaved polygala, has  a very sweet but intermittent  fragrance, as of checkerberry and mayflowers combined.  See  July 10, 1854 ("Polygala cruciata, Hubbard's Close, two or three days "); July 13, 1852 ("The Polygala sanguinea and P. cruciata in Blister's meadow, both numerous and well out. The last has a fugacious (?) spicy scent, in which, methinks, I detect the scent of nutmegs. Afterward I find that it is the lower part of the stem and root which is most highly scented, like checkerberry, and not fugacious"); September 13, 1851("The cross-leaved polygala emits its fragrance as if at will. You are quite sure you smelled it and are ravished with its sweet fragrance, but now it has no smell. You must not hold it too near, but hold it on all sides and at all distances, and there will perchance be wafted to you sooner or later a very sweet and penetrating fragrance. What it is like you cannot surely tell, for you do not enjoy it long enough nor in volume enough to compare it. It is very likely that you will not discover any fragrance while you are rudely smelling at it; you can only remember that you once perceived it. Both this and the caducous polygala are now some what faded.") See also August 13, 1856 ("The root of the Polygala verticillata also has the checkerberry odor.") and   A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau,The Polygala

Thursday, August 27, 2020

Topping corn now reveals the yellowing pumpkins. September is at hand.


August 27. 

Saturday. P. M. – To Walden. 

Topping corn now reveals the yellowing pumpkins. 

Dangle-berries very large in shady copses now; seem to love wet weather; have lost their bloom. 

Aster undulatus. 

The decurrent gnaphalium has not long shown yellow. Perhaps I made it blossom a little too early. 

September is at hand; the first month (after the summer heat) with a burr to it, month of early frosts; but December will be tenfold rougher. 

January relents for a season at the time of its thaw, and hence that liquid r in its name.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, August 27, 1853

Topping corn now reveals the yellowing pumpkins.  See August 28, 1859 ("Pumpkins begin to be yellow."); September 4, 1859 ("Topping the corn, which has been going on some days, now reveals the yellow and yellowing pumpkins. This is a genuine New England scene. The earth blazes not only with sun-flowers but with sun-fruits."); September 18, 1858 ("The earth is yellowing in the September sun.")

Tuesday, August 27, 2019

There are various ways in which you can tell if a watermelon is ripe

August 27

. .. I think that some summer squashes had turned yellow in our yard a fortnight or more ago . There are various ways in which you can tell if a watermelon is ripe . If you have had your eye on the patch much from the first , and so know which formed first , you may presume that these will ripen soonest ; or else you may incline to those which lie nearest the centre of the hill or root , as the oldest . Next the dull dead color and want of bloom are as good signs as any . Some look green and livid and have a very fog or mildew of bloom on them , like a fungus . These are as green as a leek through and through , and you'll find yourself in a pickle if you open one . Others have a dead dark green- ness , the circulations being less rapid in their cuticles and their blooming period passed , and these you may safely bet on . If the vine is quite green and lively , the death of the quirl at the root of the stem is almost a sure sign . For fear we should not discover it before , this is placed for a sign that there is redness and ripeness ( if not mealiness ) within . Of two otherwise similar , take that which yields the lowest tone when struck with your knuckles , i . e . , which is hollowest . The old or ripe ones sing base ; the young , tenor or falsetto . Some use the violent method of pressing to hear if they crack within , but this is not to be allowed . Above all no tapping on the vine is to be tolerated , suggestive of a greediness which defeats its own purpose . It is very childish . One man told me that he could n't raise melons because his children would cut them all up . I thought that he convicted himself out of his own mouth , and was not fit to be the ruler of a country according to Confucius ' . . .

See Late Blackberries

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, August 27, 1859

All our life is a persistent dreaming awake. See November 12, 1859 ("I do not know how to distinguish between our waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?"); October 29, 1857 ("There are some things of which I cannot at once tell whether I have dreamed them or they are real"); August 8, 1852 ("When the play - it may be the tragedy of life - is over, the spectator goes his way. It was a kind of fiction, a work of the imagination only, so far as he was concerned.") May 24, 1851 ("I frequently awake with an atmosphere about me as if my unremembered dreams had been divine, as if my spirit had journeyed to its native place”).

I often see yarrow with a delicate pink tint.
See July 5, 1856 ("Pink-colored yarrow.")

The children have done bringing huckleberries to sell for nearly a week. See July 13, 1852 ("It is impossible to say what day — almost what week — the huckleberries begin to be ripe, unless you are acquainted with, and daily visit, every huckleberry bush in the town"); August 4, 1852 (“Most huckleberries and blueberries and low blackberries are in their prime now.”); August 4, 1854 ("On this hill (Smith's) the bushes are black with huckleberries. ...Now in their prime. Some glossy black, some dull black, some blue; and patches of Vaccinium vacillans inter mixed."); August 4. 1856 ("This favorable moist weather has expanded some of the huckleberries to the size of bullets"); August 28, 1856 ("Huckleberries are about given up")

Perfectly fresh and large low blackberries, peculiarly sweet and soft, in the shade of the pines at Thrush Alley,-- so much sweeter, tenderer, and larger. See July 31, 1856 (“How thick the berries — low blackberries, Vaccinium vacillans, and huckleberries — on the side of Fair Haven Hill! ”) August 4, 1852 (“Most huckleberries and blueberries and low blackberries are in their prime now.”); August 19, 1856 ("What countless varieties of low blackberries! Here, in this open pine grove, I pluck some large fresh and very sweet ones when they are mostly gone without. So they are continued a little longer to us"); August 28, 1856 (“low blackberries done, high blackberries still to be had.”); 

Elder-berry clusters swell and become heavy and therefore droop, bending the bushes down, just in proportion as they ripen. See   August 22, 1852 ("The elder bushes are weighed down with fruit partially turned, and are still in bloom at the extremities of their twigs."); August 23, 1856  ("Elder-berries, now looking purple, are weighing down the bushes along fences by their abundance."); August 29, 1854 ("The cymes of elder-berries, black with fruit, are now conspicuous.")


The children have done 
bringing huckleberries to sell 
for nearly a week.

Monday, August 27, 2018

Robins fly in flocks.

August 27. 

P. M. — To Walden. 

Dog-day weather again to-day, of which we had had none since the 18th, — i. e. clouds without rain. 

Wild carrot on railroad, apparently in prime. 
Hieracium Canadense, apparently in prime, and perhaps H. scabrum.

Lactuca, apparently much past prime, or nearly done. 

The Nabalus albus has been out some ten days, but N. Fraseri at Walden road will not open, apparently, for some days yet. 

I see round-leaved cornel fruit on Heywood Peak, now half China-blue and half white, each berry. 

Rhus Toxicodendron there is half of it turned scarlet and yellow, as if we had had a severe drought, when it has been remarkably wet. It seems, then, that in such situations some plants will always assume this prematurely withered autumnal aspect. 

Orchis lacera, probably done some time. 

Robins fly in flocks. 

Apparently Juncus tenuis, some time out of bloom, by depot wood-piles, i. e. between south wood-shed and good apple tree; some fifteen inches high. More at my boat’s shore.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, August 27, 1858

N. Fraseri at Walden road will not open, apparently, for some days yet. See September 13, 1857 (“Nabalus Fraseri, top of Cliffs, — a new plant, ”); September 23, 1857 (“Varieties of nabalus grow along the Walden road in the woods; also, still more abundant, by the Flint's Pond road in the woods.”)

Cornel fruit on Heywood Peak, now half China-blue and half white, each berry. See August 28, 1856 ("The bright china-colored blue berries of the Cornus sericea begin to show themselves along the river. .”)

Rhus Toxicodendron there is half of it turned scarlet and yellow, as if we had had a severe drought.  See September 30, 1857 (“Rhus Toxicodendron turned yellow and red, handsomely dotted with brown.”)

Orchis lacera, probably done some time. See July 13, 1856 ("Orchis lacera, apparently several days, lower part of spike, willow-row, Hubbard side, opposite Wheildon's land")

Sunday, August 27, 2017

A new blackberry on the edge of the cliff.

August 27.

Thursday. P. M. – To Conantum, high blackberrying.

Detected a, to me, new kind of high blackberry on the edge of the cliff beyond Conant's wall on Lee's ground, – a long-peduncled (or pedicelled), leafy-racemed (somewhat panicled), erect blackberry. It has the aspect of R. Canadensis become erect, three or four feet high.

The racemes (or panicles?) leafy, with simple ovate and broad-lanceolate leaves; loose, few flowered (ten or twelve); peduncles (or pedicels) one to two or more inches long, often branched, with bracts midway, in fruit, at least, drooping. Perhaps the terminal flowers open first.

Stem angular and furrowed much like that of R. villosus, leaf-stalks more prickly; leaves broader, thinner, and less pointed, smooth above; beneath, as well as young branches, much smoother than R. villosus; lower leaves ternate and, if I remember, some times quint.

Berries of good size, globular, of very few, large grains, very glossy, of a lively flavor, when young of a peculiar light pink; sepals less recurved when ripe than those of villous.

It is apparently Bigelow’s R. frondosus made a variety by Gray; but see flowers.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, August 27, 1857

Saturday, August 27, 2016

There are many wild-looking berries about now.

August 27


August 27, 2016


P. M. —To Clintonia Swamp and Cardinal Ditch.

Unusually cold last night.

rattlesnake-plantain
August 23, 2026

Goodyera pubescens,
rattlesnake-plantain, is apparently a little past its prime. It is very abundant on Clintonia Swamp hillside, quite erect, with its white spike eight to ten inches high on the sloping hillside, the lower half or more turning brown, but the beautifully reticulated leaves which pave the moist shady hillside about its base are the chief attraction. These oval leaves, perfectly smooth like velvet to the touch, about one inch long, have a broad white midrib and four to six longitudinal white veins, very prettily and thickly connected by other conspicuous white veins transversely and irregularly, all on a dark rich green ground.

Is it not the prettiest leaf that paves the forest floor? As a cultivated exotic it would attract great attention for its leaf. Many of the leaves are eaten. Is it by partridges? It is a leaf of firm texture, not apt to be partially eaten by insects or decayed, and does not soon wilt. So unsoiled and undecayed. It might be imitated on carpets and rugs. Some old withered stems of last year still stand.

Spiranthes lacera var. gracilis (Southern Slender Ladies Tresses)
(the Bellmont Rooster)

On dry, open hillsides and fields the Spiranthes gracilis is very common of late, rising tall and slender, with its spiral of white flowers like a screw-thread at top; sometimes fifteen inches high.

There are, close by the former, the peculiar large dark blue indigo clintonia berries of irregular form and dark-spotted, in umbels of four or five on very brittle stems which break with a snap and on erectish stemlets or pedicels.

See no fringed gentian yet.

Veronica serpyllifolia
again by Brister's Spring.

Krigia yesterday at Lee's Cliff, apparently again, though it may be uninterruptedly.

Tobacco-pipe still.

The rhexia greets me in bright patches on meadow banks.

Ludwigia alternifolia still. It is abundant in Cardinal Ditch, twenty rods from road.

Bidens frondosa, how long?

Hypericum Canadense and mutilum now pretty generally open at 4 P.M., thus late in the season, it being more moist and cooler.

The cardinals in this ditch make a splendid show now, though they would have been much fresher and finer a week ago. They nearly fill the ditch for thirty-five rods perfectly straight, about three feet high. I count at random ten in one square foot, and as they are two feet wide by thirty-five rods, there are four or five thousand at least, and maybe more. They look like slender plumes of soldiers advancing in a dense troop, and a few white (or rather pale-pink) ones are mingled with the scarlet. That is the most splendid show of cardinal flowers I ever saw. They are mostly gone to seed, i. e. the greater part of the spike. 

Mimulus there still common.

Near the clintonia berries, I found the Polygonatum pubescens berries on its handsome leafy stem recurved over the hillside, generally two slaty-blue (but darkgreen beneath the bloom) berries on an axillary peduncle three quarters of an inch long, hanging straight down; eight or nine such peduncles, dividing to two short pedicels at end; the berries successively smaller from below upwards, from three eighths of an inch diameter to hardly more than one eighth.

There are many wild-looking berries about now.

The Viburnum Lentago begin to show their handsome red cheeks, rather elliptic-shaped and mucronated, one cheek clear red with a purplish bloom, the other pale green, now. Among the handsomest of berries, one half inch long by three eighths by two eighths, being somewhat flattish.

Then there are the Viburnum dentatum berries, in flattish cymes, dull leadcolored berries, depressed globular, three sixteenths of an inch in diameter, with a mucronation, hard, seedy, dryish, and unpalatable.

The large depressed globular hips of the moss rose begin to turn scarlet in low ground.

H.D. Thoreau, Journal, August 27, 1856 

Is it not the prettiest leaf that paves the forest floor? See August 20, 1856 (“The hillside at Clintonia Swamp is in some parts quite shingled with the rattlesnake-plantain (Goodyera pubescens) leaves overlapping one another. The flower is now apparently in its prime.”);  March 10, 1852 ("I see the reticulated leaves of the rattlesnake-plantain in the woods, quite fresh and green.”); June 12, 1853 ("The rattlesnake-plantain now surprises the walker amid the dry leaves on cool hillsides in the woods; of very simple form, but richly veined with longitudinal and transverse white veins. It looks like art.”) Also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The Rattlesnake-Plantain

On dry, open hillsides and fields the Spiranthes gracilis is very common of late. See note to July 15, 1856 ("Spiranthes gracilis well out, in dry, slender grass by roadside.")

Peculiar large dark blue indigo clintonia berries of irregular form.  See July 24, 1853 ("The dark indigo-blue (Sophia says), waxy, and like blue china blue berries of the clintonia are already well ripe . . . They are in clusters of half a dozen on brittle stems eight or ten inches high, oblong or squarish round, the size of large peas with a dimple atop.")

Near the clintonia berries, I found the Polygonatum pubescens berries on its handsome leafy stem . See June 12, 1852 ("Clintonia borealis amid the Solomon's-seals in Hubbard's Grove Swamp. "

The Polygonatum pubescens berries . . . generally two slaty-blue (but darkgreen beneath the bloom). See August 21, 1853 ("The polygonatum berries have been a bluish-green some time. Do they turn still?") See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, Solomon's Seal

See no fringed gentian yet. See September 12, 1854 ("I cannot find a trace of the fringed gentian.”); September 14, 1855”( I see no fringed gentian yet.”) and September 14, 1856 ("Fringed gentian well out (and some withered or frost-bitten ?), say a week, though there was none to be seen here August 27th.”) See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau: The Fringed Gentian

Tobacco-pipe still.  See August 10, 1858 ("I see many tobacco-pipes, now perhaps in their prime,") August 31, 1851 ("Tobacco-pipe (Monotropa uniflora) in Spring Swamp Path. ");  August 31, 1858  ("The monotropa is still pushing up. ") See also  A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, Pine-sap and Indian-pipe

The rhexia greets me in bright patches on meadow banks  See August 1, 1856 ("It is about the richest color to be seen now. Yet few ever see them in this perfection, unless the haymaker who levels them, or the birds that fly over the meadow."); August 23, 1858 ("The rhexia in the field west of Clintonia Swamp makes a great show now, though a little past prime."); August 28, 1859 ("The rhexia in Ebby Hubbard's field is considerably past prime, and it is its reddish chalices which show most at a distance now. I should have looked ten days ago. Still it is handsome with its large yellow anthers against clear purple petals. It grows there in large patches with hardhack") See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, Rhexia Virginica (meadow-beauty)

Bidens frondosa, how long? See August 30, 1859 ("Now is the season of rank weeds, as . . . Bidens frondosa (also five feet high)"); September 12, 1859 ("The four kinds of bidens (frondosa, connata, cernua, and chrysanthemoides) abound now.") See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The Great Bidens

I see Hypericum Canadense and mutilum abundantly open at 4 p. m. See  August 15, 1859 ("Hypericum Canadense, Canadian St. John's-wort, distinguished by its red capsules."); August 17,1856 ("Hypericum Canadense well out at 2 p. m."); August 19, 1851 ("Now for the pretty red capsules or pods of the Hypericum Canadense");   August 19, 1856 ("I see Hypericum Canadense and mutilum abundantly open at 3 P. M.")  See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, St. Johns-wort (Hypericum)

The cardinals in this ditch make a splendid show now, though they would have been much fresher and finer a week ago . . . They look like slender plumes of soldiers advancing in a dense troop, . . .the most splendid show of cardinal flowers I ever saw
. Compare August 20, 1851 ("In the dry ditch, near Abel Minott's house that was, I see cardinal-flowers, with their red artillery, reminding me of soldiers, — red men, war, and bloodshed. Some are four and a half feet high. Thy sins shall be as scarlet. Is it my sins that I see ? It shows how far a little color can go; for the flower is not large, yet it makes itself seen from afar, and so answers the purpose for which it was colored completely. It is remarkable for its intensely brilliant scarlet color. You are slow to concede to it a high rank among flowers, but ever and anon, as you turn your eyes away, it dazzles you and you pluck it. ")

The Viburnum Lentago begin to show their handsome red cheeks. See 
August 27, 1854 ("Some Viburnum Lentago berries, turned blue before fairly reddening.”) See also August 21, 1853 ("The Viburnum Lentago berries are but just beginning to redden on one cheek.”); August 23, 1853 (".How handsome now the cymes of Viburnum Lentago berries, flattish with red cheeks!”);  August 24, 1852 ("The Lentago I have not seen ripe yet."); August 25, 1852 ("The fruit of the Viburnum Lentago is now very handsome, with its sessile cymes of large elliptical berries, green on one side and red with a purple bloom on the other or exposed side, not yet purple, blushing on one cheek.”);  August 30, 1853 ("Viburnum Lentago berries are now common and handsome.") and A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, The Viburnums

Then there are the Viburnum dentatum berries, in flattish cymes, dull lead colored berries. See August 11, 1853 ("The small, dull, lead-colored berries of the Viburnum dentatum now hang over the water."); August 13, 1858 ("The dullish-blue or lead-colored Viburnum dentatum berries are now seen, not long, overhanging the side of the river."); August 14, 1852 ("Viburnum dentatum berries blue."); August 17, 1851 ("The lead-colored berries of the Viburnum dentatum now."); August 19, 1852 ("The Viburnum dentatum berries are now blue.") See also A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, The Viburnums

Hips of the moss rose begin to turn scarlet. See August 27, 1852 ("Hips of the early roses are reddening.”) See also 
August 26, 1858 ("Hips of moss rose not long scarlet."); August 29, 1854 ("The moss rose hips will be quite ripe in a day or two.”) and A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, The Wild Rose

August 27. See  A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, August 27 

Dark blue indigo 
clintonia berries of 
irregular form.

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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