March 19

in Thoreau’s Journal:


1856:  The snow was constantly sixteen inches deep at least on a level in open land from January 13th to March 13th.

1858:  P.M.  To Hill and Grackle Swamp.  Another pleasant and warm day. Painted my boat this P.M.  These spring impressions (as of the apparent waking up of the meadow described day before yesterday) are not repeated the same year, at least not with the same force, for the next day the same phenomenon does not surprise us, our appetite has lost its edge. The other day the face of the meadow wore a peculiar appearance, as if it were beginning to wake up under the influence of the southwest wind and the warm sun, but it cannot again this year present precisely that appearance to me. I have taken a step forward to a new position and must see something else. We perceive and are affected by changes too subtle to be described.