|N. C. Wyeth|
Friday, June 30, 2017
Saturday, June 24, 2017
Sunday, June 18, 2017
Saturday, June 17, 2017
Thoreau's Journal - June 16, 1854
[After fugitive slave Anthony Burns was captured, arrested, and re-enslaved]
"I had never respected this government. But I had foolishly thought I might manage to live here, attending to my private affairs and forget it....I feel that to some extent the state has fatally interfered with my just and proper business. I am surprised to see men going about their business as if nothing had happened...It is not an era of repose. If we would save our lives, we must fight for them."
thanks to Bill Schecter of the Thoreau Society
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
"Watson had a colt born about ten or eleven the last evening. I went out to see it early this morning, as it lay in the cold pasture. It got up alarmed and trotted about on its long, large legs, and even nibbled a little grass, and behaved altogether as if it had been an inhabitant of this planet for some years at least. They are as precocious as young partridges. It ran about most of the day with its mother. Watson was surprise to see it so much larger than the night before. Probably they expand at once on coming to the light and air, like a butterfly that has just come out of its chrysalis."
HD Thoreu's Journal: June 14, 1857
Monday, June 12, 2017
EMANCIPATION AND SELF-EMANCIPATION
|Panel from Diego Rivera’s mural at Pennsylvania’s Unity House,|
"Freedom is one of the ideas we cannot do without. . . .One of the important meanings of Thoreau's life, and of Walden, is the imperative of freedom or liberation. . .Walden is about self-emancipation, but not at the expense of ignoring the problem of external, physical freedom. The Thoreau who sought his own freedom was, inevitably, involved in the political movement to abolish slavery, and his involvement grew rather than diminished as time went on."
from Henry Thoreau: A Life of the Mind by Robert Richardson, Jr.
Saturday, June 10, 2017
Thursday, June 8, 2017
Thoreau's Journal: 16-Apr-1857
Almost a month ago, at the post-office, Abel Brooks, who is pretty deaf, sidling up to me, observed in a loud voice, which all could hear, “Let me see, your society is pretty large, ain’t it?” “Oh, yes, large enough,” said I, not knowing what he meant. “There’s Stewart belongs to it, and Collier, he’s one of them, and Emerson, and my boarder” (Pulsifer), “and Channing, I believe, I think he goes there.” “You mean the walkers; don’t you?” “Ye-es, I call you the Society. All go to the woods; don’t you?” “Do you miss any of your wood?” I asked. “No, I hain’t worried any yet. I believe you’re a pretty clever set, as good as the average,” etc., etc.
Telling Sanborn of this, he said that, when he first came to town and boarded at Holbrook’s, he asked H. how many religious societies there were in town. H. said that there were three,—the Unitarian, the Orthodox, and the Walden Pond Society.
from the Blog of Henry David Thoreau: https://www.facebook.com/iThoreau
|Winslow Homer: White Mountain Wagon|
Wednesday, June 7, 2017
|Photo by Bob Fisher|
"When I first paddled a boat on Walden, it was completely surrounded by thick and lofty pine and oak woods, and in some of its coves grape vines had run over the trees next the water and formed bowers under which a boat could pass. . . Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days, and spent them lavishly; not do I regret that I did not waste more of them in the workshop or the teacher's desk. But since I left those shores the woodchoppers have still further laid them waste, and now for many a year there will be no more rambling through the aisles of the wood, with occasional vistas through which you see the water. My muse may be excused if she is silent henceforth. How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down?"
Walden, The Ponds by HD Thoreau
Monday, June 5, 2017
Margaret Fuller, author of Woman of the Nineteenth Century
Thoreau thought highly of the book, suggesting that its strength came in part from Fuller's conversational ability. As he called it, it was "rich extempore writing, talking with pen in hand."
from Margaret Fuller: Writing A Woman's Life by Donna Dickenson
Saturday, June 3, 2017
|Walden Pond, then and now. Wood Engraving by Michael McCurdy. Photo by Ali Fisher|
from Economy, Walden