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Vermonter following H.D. Thoreau 170 years ago today. A Book of the Seasons, https://ztonephruit.blogspot.com/search/label/BOS
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"I lie on my back with joy under its boughs.

While its leaves fall, its
blossoms spring. The autumn, then,
is indeed a spring.

I see two blackbirds
high overhead, going south,
but I am going north in my thought
with these hazel blossoms . . .

This is a part of the immortality of the soul."
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The witch-hazel here
is in full blossom on this
magical hillside.

(All the year is a spring.)
HDT ~ October 9, 1851
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Indian summer,
a thick haze forming wreaths in
the near horizon.

HDT ~ October 11, 1856
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Milkweed seeds loosen
only when a strong wind blows –
so they carry far.

HDT ~ October 8, 1851
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Now and for a week
the chip-birds in flocks on the
withered grass and weeds.

HDT ~ October 7, 1860

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Flocks of straggling crows
fill the air like black fragments
of an explosion.

HDT ~ October 6, 1860
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A great many crows
scattered about the meadow –
black against the green.

HDT ~ October 18, 1855
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I saw in the east, just over the woods, the modest, pale, cloud-like moon, two thirds full, looking spirit-like on these daylight scenes. Such a sight excites me. The earth is worthy to inhabit. HDT ~April 30, 1852
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How all poets have idealized the farmer's life! To look down on that roof from a distance in an October evening.

No cloud is fairer
than that little bluish one
comes from his chimney.

Never reminded
of the idiot that sits
by the kitchen fire.

HDT ~ October 3, 1859
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Eighteen-inch chestnut
struck by lightning – only a
splinter left standing.

HDT ~May 23, 1858
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See sparrows in flocks
and have heard more flitting by
since the frosts began.

HDT ~October 3, 1860
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Now young black birches
amid the dense evergreens
are clear pale yellow.

HDT `~ October 1, 1854
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Insects in my path –
each has a special errand
in this world, this hour.

HDT ~ September 30, 1852
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Poem of the world
morning wind forever blows
uninterrupted.

HDT ~ May 30, 1853
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Notch each nick of time
where the future meets the past –
the present moment.
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As the bay-wing sang
many thousand years ago
so sang he to-night.

A brother poet,
one with the rocks and with me,
whose muse inspires mine.

HDT ~May 12, 1857
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We the people one
nation under God we trust
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Now the sun lights up
the river so it shines like
a silver mirror.

HDT ~ September 27, 1851
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I see ducks afar
leaving a long furrow in
the water behind.

HDT ~ March 16, 1854