June 18, 1853

in Thoreau’s Journal:

I think the blossom of the sweetbrier, eglantine (now in prime), is more delicate and interesting than that of the common wild roses, though smaller and paler, and without their spicy fragrance.


But its fragrance is in its leaves all summer, and the form of the bush is handsomer, curving over from a considerable height in wreaths sprinkled with numerous flower. They open out flat soon after sunrise. Flowers whitish in middle, then pinkish rose, inclining to purple toward the edges.


June 18, 1840 in Thoreau’s Journal:

I am startled when I consider how little I am actually concerned about the things I write in my journal.

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