tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post2981121504900624106..comments2023-05-31T09:43:17.901+01:00Comments on The Blog of Henry David Thoreau: that subdued and knocking mood...Thoreau's Journal: 27-Jan-1860Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post-86514994886887409352011-01-27T14:16:38.515+00:002011-01-27T14:16:38.515+00:00as a child i loved to walk down the river with for...as a child i loved to walk down the river with forest on either side! and reminisce of the hard passing through the woods in summer, with one wish that i had brought my skates?.michael jamesonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01335259827354843311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post-6933580791511250232011-01-27T06:14:52.089+00:002011-01-27T06:14:52.089+00:00winter days--
the note of a goldfinch, unseen,
pa...winter days--<br />the note of a goldfinch, unseen, <br />passing high overheadAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post-13526175842308878952010-01-27T14:40:27.583+00:002010-01-27T14:40:27.583+00:00An excellent passage. Sunny January days are ofte...An excellent passage. Sunny January days are often a real gem in the south, but I thought I had them all to myself! And once again, thanks for this blog.Harryhttp://www.kudzufiles.comnoreply@blogger.com