June 14, 1852

in Thoreau’s Journal:

There are various new reflections now of the light, viz. from the under sides of leaves (fresh and white) turned up by the wind, and also from the bent blades (horizontal tops) of rank grass in the meadows, — a sort of bluish sheeny light, this last. Saw a wild rose from the cars’ in Weston. The early red roses are out in gardens at home.