April 18, 1852

in Thoreau’s Journal:

The ground is now generally bare of snow—though it lies along walls  & on the north sides of vallies in the woods—pretty deep—  We have had a great deal of foul weather this season—scarcely two fair days together….


….This is the spring of the year— Birds are migrating northward to their breeding places; the melted snows are escaping to the sea.  We have now the unspeakable rain of the Greek winter. The element of water prevails. The river has far overflown its channel.