Wednesday, December 25, 2013

A Christmas Day Message from Henry David Thoreau...



   I've posted the original 19th century version of Thoreau's writing even though it is a bit difficult to read.  I like the old look of the type and paper. My little farmhouse here in Maine was 7 years old when Thoreau penned those words.  Not very old by European standards but it is my little bit of history.   I had to smile when I found it and saw his use of the ... that I often employ! 

   I hope when things settle down today...when the presents are all open and the Christmas dinner finished...that you get a chance to walk out into the landscape...watch the sun go down and perhaps, if you are very lucky hear the hoot of an owl.  I plan to do just that today...



4 comments:

walking said...

Lovely.

Patricia Turner said...

Thank you! Thoreau is my mentor for finding wisdom and solace in Nature. He also wrote a lovely book on Walking...you might look it up!

Janet Tarbox said...

I didn't hear the hoot of an owl Christmas afternoon, but I did hear them going to bed early the next morning. What a blessing!

Patricia Turner said...

All things in their time...