November 8, 1851

in Thoreau’s Journal:

Ah those sun sparkles on Dudley P.


In this november air what a heaven to live in!  Intensely brilliant as no artificial light I have seen—like a dance of diamonds. Course mazes of a diamond dance seen through the trees.  All objects shine today—even the sportsmen seen at a distance—


as if a cavern were unroofed and its crystals gave entertainment to the sun.  This great see-saw of brilliants.—