in Thoreau’s Journal:
All distant landscapes—seen from hill tops are veritable pictures—which will be found to have no actual existence to him who travels to them….

As I looked today from Mt. Tabor in Lincoln to the Waltham Hill I saw the same deceptive slope—the near hill melting into the slope from the base of the near hill to the summit of the further one—a succession of copeswoods—but I knew that there intervened a valley 2 or 3 miles wide studded with houses & orchards & drained by a considerable stream….