Thoreau writes in his journal:
About 9 o’clock A. M., I go to Lee’s via Hubbard’s Wood and Holden’s Swamp and the riverside, for the middle is open . . . C. [William Ellery Channing] thought that these fat, icy branches on the withered grass and herbs had no nucleus, but looking closer I showed him the fine black wiry threads on which they impinged, which made him laugh with surprise . . . I see now the beauty of the causeway, by the bridge alders below swelling into the road, overtopped by willows and maples . . . I listen to the booming of the pond as if it were a reasonable creature. I return at last in a rain, and am coated with a glaze, like the fields.
Concord, Mass. William Ellery Channing writes in his journal:
Took a long walk to see the frost-work . . . White silvery effects on all masses of copses & trees towards the N. Possibly there never was a richer show of the kind. It lasted long as the sun did not appear, but about noon rain came on… Still remains half past 2 though raining fast. wind to N.N.E. Willows near Hubbards bridge very superb, a long avenue of glorious silvery mane.
