The Blog of Henry David Thoreau: The Blog of HDT for August

8.01.2008

The Blog of HDT for August

For the time being,

The Blog of HDT is not being updated daily.

Please click here for last August's entries

and scroll to the appropriate day.

"Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each. Let them be your only diet drink and botanical medicines. In August live on berries, not dried meats and pemmican, as if you were on shipboard making your way through a waste ocean, or in a northern desert."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: What a shame. At least pass it to someone who can update it on a daily basis.; Aug 1, 2007, 5:19:00 PM
pilgrimchick said...: I have to appreciate your knowledge having read the above comment--because it would require that someone know as well as you do Thoreau's writings--and in a personal fashion besides. However, the daily updates I certainly do miss, and I wait in the wings in case that does change.; Aug 8, 2007, 4:27:00 AM

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one of the native forces

“Thoreau was a surprising fellow—he is not easily grasped—is elusive: yet he is one of the native forces—stands for a fact, a movement, an upheaval: Thoreau belongs to America, to the transcendental, to the protesters: then he is an outdoor man: all outdoor men everything else being equal appeal to me. Thoreau was not so precious, tender, a personality as Emerson: but he was a force—he looms up bigger and bigger: his dying does not seem to have hurt him a bit: every year has added to his fame.”

~Walt Whitman as recorded by Horace Traubel

the simple print

The text is from The Journal of Henry David Thoreau, ed. Bradford Torrey and Francis Allen, 14 vols. (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1906).

Each blog post is an excerpt from that day's entry in the Journal, and although not necessarily the complete entry, it is an integral and intact section thereof.

"It was a pleasure and a privilege to walk with him. He knew the country like a fox or a bird, and passed through it as freely by paths of his own.... One must submit abjectly to such a guide, and the reward was great." -Emerson