in Thoreau’s Journal:
Now a man will eat his heart if ever—now while the earth is bare barreen & cheerless—and we have the coldness of winter without the variety of ices & snow —but methinks the variety & compensation are in the stars now— How bright they are now by contrast with the dark earth! —The days are short enough now. The sun is already setting before I have reached the ordinary limit of my walk—but the 21st of next month the day will be shorter by about 25 minutes.
In December there will be less light than in any month in the year—
It is too cold today to use a paddle the water freezes on the handle & numbs my fingers— I observe the Lycopodium lucidulum still of a free shining green—
Checquer berries & partridge berries are both numerous & obvious now—