7.21.2014
fresh varnish
...Thoreau's Journal: 21-July-1856
This has been a peculiarly fine afternoon. When I looked about casually, was surprised at the fairness of the landscape. Though warm, it is clear and fresh, and the air imparts to all surfaces a peculiar fine glaucous color, full of light, without mistiness, like the underside of the Salix lucida (?) leaves at present. Not only the undersides of the leaves, but the very afternoon landscape, has become glaucous. Now, when the fashionable world goes to Saratoga, Nahant, and Newport, we frequent our oldest haunts with new love and reverence and sail into new ports with each fresh varnish of the day.
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every day ,everything ,and everyone is different! you may not recognize it but you learn ,see, feel hear something else to make you more then you were the day before! even a fresh or new way of thinking about one thing can change so many things about you ! and you will hardly take notice! michael jameson oldantiqueguy@hotmail.com
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