tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post948871054130525702..comments2023-05-31T09:43:17.901+01:00Comments on The Blog of Henry David Thoreau: complete to the last flake...Thoreau's Journal: 24-Dec-1856Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post-87714098271207314112011-12-24T15:22:40.810+00:002011-12-24T15:22:40.810+00:00From an urban perspective, there is something akin...From an urban perspective, there is something akin. On a cold, snowy day, the snow shoveler can be alone in nature ... before the city has woken. No one has risen yet. No pedestrian has broken the snow. The sound of the shovel is startling. It's an odd kind of solitude in a normally busy environment. I miss that, now that I live in southern California.Quinton Bluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15928416546714241961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post-89003608630475313002010-12-24T14:04:37.908+00:002010-12-24T14:04:37.908+00:00i give to all my friends a chance to walk in the w...i give to all my friends a chance to walk in the woods at christmas time to renew their spirit and compare it to their other gifts, may this new year be feed the soul more then any.michael jamesonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01335259827354843311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7609830.post-15586531478289111802008-12-24T12:22:00.000+00:002008-12-24T12:22:00.000+00:00I've been enjoying my own snowy walks here, but th...I've been enjoying my own snowy walks here, but there's nothing like going back to Concord for a walk with Henry.greentanglehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00693478617579227798noreply@blogger.com