Thoreau writes in his journal:
P.M.—Over the Hill to Brown’s watering-place.
It holds up from time [to time], and then a fine, misty rain falls. It lies on the fine reddish tops of some grasses, thick and whitish like morning cobwebs . . .
Thoreau writes in his journal:
P.M.—Over the Hill to Brown’s watering-place.
It holds up from time [to time], and then a fine, misty rain falls. It lies on the fine reddish tops of some grasses, thick and whitish like morning cobwebs . . .