December 26, 1853

 in Thoreau’s Journal:

This forenoon it snowed pretty hard for some hours, the first snow of any consequence thus far. It is about three inches deep. I go out at 2:30 P.M. just as it ceases. Now is the time before the wind rises, or the sun has shone to go forth and see the snow on the trees. The clouds have lifted somewhat, but are still spitting snow a little. The vapor of the steam engine does not rise high in the misty air…