and Other Natural History Essays
Henry David Thoreau
Nodding Bur Marigold (Bidens cernua)
The Journal of Henry David Thoreau: 1837-1861
Thumbing Through Thoreau
A Book of Quotations by Henry David Thoreau
On The Study Of Words
by Richard C. Trench
Walden, or Life in the Woods
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pleasant day, but breezy. I see a downy woodpecker tapping an apple
tree, and hear, when I have passed, his sharp, metallic note.
I notice these flowers still along the railroad causeway : fresh sprouts from the root of the Solidago nemoralis in bloom, one or two fall dandelions, red clover and white, yarrow, Trifolium arvense (perhaps not fresh), one small blue snapdragon, fresh tansy in bloom on the sunny sand bank.
There are green leaves on the ends of elder twigs; blackberry vines still red; apple trees yellow and brown and partly bare; white ash bare (nearly); golden willows yellow and brown; white birches, exposed, are nearly bare; some pines still parti-colored. White, black, and red oaks still hold most of their leaves. What a peculiar red has the white! And some black have now a rich brown.
A storm of arrows these weeds have showered on me, as I went through their moats. How irksome the task to rid one's self of them! We are fain to let some adhere. Through thick and thin I wear some; hold on many days. In an instant a thousand seeds of the bidens fastened themselves firmly to my clothes, and I carried them for miles, planting one here and another there. They are as thick on my clothes as the teeth of a comb.
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