Ralph Waldo Emerson writes in his journal:
A lovely afternoon & I walked toward Fairhaven with H[enry] T[horeau]. & admired autumnal red & yellow and as of old Nature’s wonderful boxes in which she packs so workmanlike her pine seed & oak seed not less the keys of frost & rain & wind with which she unlocks them by & by.
(Journals and Miscellaneous Notebooks of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 7:249)
