December 17, 1851

in Thoreau’s Journal:

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The winter morning is the time to see in perfection the woods and shrubs wearing their snowy and frosty dress. Even he who visits them half and hour after sunrise will [find they] have lost some of their most delicate and fleeting beauties. The trees wear their morning burden but coarsely after midday, and it no longer expresses the character of the tree.

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