Thoreau writes in his journal:
An abundance of fine high blackberries behind Britton’s old camp on the Lincoln road, now in their prime there, which have been overlooked. Is it not our richest fruit?
Our first muskmelon to-day . . .
Thoreau writes in his journal:
An abundance of fine high blackberries behind Britton’s old camp on the Lincoln road, now in their prime there, which have been overlooked. Is it not our richest fruit?
Our first muskmelon to-day . . .
