From Nathaniel Hawthorne’s journal, published as American Notebooks (1835-42): September 1, 1842. Mr. Thoreau dined with us yesterday…. He is a keen and delicate observer of nature–a genuine observer–which, I suspect, is almost as rare a character as even an original poet; and Nature, in return for his love, seems to adopt him as her… Continue reading Hawthorne’s Observation of Thoreau
Then again he went down to the frozen waters of Big Moose Lake to see if he could be seen. And when he determined that he could not see or be seen, he returned to the lean-to of branches he built against the uprooted base of a fallen pine tree. He knelt, in the shelter,… Continue reading The Daily: Big Moose Lake
The few cured leaves pinch, With forefinger and thumb. Those little daredevils do tempt the wind to come. And as they float in place, The white sun does rise; They play it like a cinema for his looking eyes.
Sam sat on the ledge of building 400 on his college campus. He had kept a key after being a physics TA during his junior year and made his way to the roof when he needed mental space. Sam felt like he was on top of a great pinnacle. An old fashioned modern marvel of… Continue reading The Daily: Write On The Lines
That’s Lindsey and me warming our hands on cold winter Sunday evening. The kind of evening that we should be inside making a pot roast and drinking red wine. Instead, we’re outside trying to make a small fire larger so that we can eat more sugar and chocolate . . . s’mores!!!! This is one… Continue reading The Daily: Fire Pit and Folk Songs
Today, I learned that the lords of the internet will be approving for sale new top-level domain names. For example, the following are common top-level domain names currently permitted: .com, .net, .org, .biz. Many of us are accustomed to the dot-com boom (and bust) and the colloquialized terms and references relating thereto. What the introduction… Continue reading The Daily: Right of the Dot