Thoreau writes in his journal:
A man mowing in the Great Meadows killed a great water adder (?) the other day, said to be four feet long and as big as a man’s wrist. It ran at him. They find them sometimes when they go to open their hay. I tried to see it this morning, but some boys had chopped it up and buried it . . .
Inula out (how long?), roadside just beyond Garfield’s. Spikenard berries near Corner Spring just begin to turn . . . Pennyroyal in prime on Conantum. Aster corymbosus pretty plainly (a day or two) in the Miles Swamp or arboretum . . .
