August 29, 1854 in Thoreau’s Journal:
Early for several mornings I have heard the sound of a flail — It leads me to ask if I have spent as industrious a spring & summer as the farmer—& gathered so rich a crop of experience—
August 29, 1858 in Thoreau’s Journal:
All these high colors in the stems and leaves and other portions of plants answer to some maturity in us. I presume if I am the wiser for having lived this season through, such plants will emblazon the truth of my experience over the face of nature, and I shall be aware of a beauty and sweetness there.