July 30, 1852

in Thoreau’s Journal:

The fore part of this month was the warmest weather we have had; the last part sloping toward autumn has reflected some of its coolness, for we are very forward to anticipate the fall. Perhaps I may say the spring culminated with the commencement of haying––& the summer side of the year in mid July.

How long is it since I heard a veery? Do they go or become silent when the goldfinch heralds the autumn? Do not all flowers that blossom after mid-July remind us of the fall? After midsummer we have a belated feeling as if we had all been idlers––& are forward to see in each sight––& hear in each sound some presage of fall.–– just as in mid-age man anticipates the end of life.  Tansy is a prevalent flower now––dog’s bane still common–– Night hawks squeak & fly low over Thrush alley at 4 Pm.


A small purple orchis Plantanthera psycodes––quite small––so that I perceive what I called by this name before must have been the fimbriata.