December 29, 1853

 in Thoreau’s Journal: 

 …A driving snow-storm all day, imprisoning most, stopping the cars, blocking up the roads…

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The thoughts and associations of summer and autumn are now as completely departed from our minds as the leaves are blown from the trees.  Some withered deciduous ones are left to rustle, and our cold immortal evergreens. Some lichenous thoughts still adhere to us.

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