The past as a concertina of time
I collect comments on and perceptions of time. This one is striking and I am as guilty of it as...
The lovable vigour of weeds
Yes, I know what he means. I'm becoming increasingly tolerant of weeds and have started protecting and even nurturing some....
What was Nature thinking of?
Another of Thoreau's amazing fungus finds, only this one comes back to haunt him. Installed in his house it reeks...
That grand old poem called Winter
To celebrate the winter solstice, a few crisp quotations. I loved Thoreau's description of winter as an epic in blank...
The heart of a rock
Having commented on the inaccessibility of rocks to the human spirit, Thoreau points out how much softer they can...
Studying the ways of men
So that's the secret of the fox's cunning - they hide out of sight and study us! Thoreau has dozens...
Butterflies of all colours
Dorothy Wordsworth's eye for details, and her care in noting them, are a wonder, allowing her to converse with people...
A blank-book for thoughts
Having had several detailed discussions with my brother on what constitutes acceptable paper for note-books or letters, I felt sympathy...
Of the unspoken
A short and thoughtful statement. He doesn't elaborate and it is hard to know what drew him to this conclusion. ...
Contorted as …
Never thought of caterpillars as contorted, but I like the simile. Hope you do too, and the image I used....
Power implied
Something whistlingly clean about this; good writing hitting its target with speed and precision, and a latent force behind every...
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