NATURE'S DIARY 



Catch the pace of the seasons, have leisure 

 to attend to every phenomenon of nature, and 

 to entertain every thought that comes to you. 

 Let your life be a leisurely progress through 

 the realms of nature, even in guest-quarters. 



THOREAU: Winter. 



A book of the seasons, each page of which 

 should be written in its own season and out of 

 doors, or in its own locality, wherever it may 

 be. 



THOREAU: Summer. 



I want to go soon and live away by the pond 

 where I shall hear only the wind whispering 

 among the reeds. It will be success if I shall 

 have left myself behind. But my friends ask 

 what I will do when I get there ! Will it 

 not be employment enough to watch the pro- 

 gress of the seasons ? 



THOREAU: Winter. 



