JULY 



In the night the eyes are partly closed or retire 

 into the head. Other senses take the lead. The 

 walker is guided as well by the sense of smell. 

 Every plant and field and forest emits its odor now, 

 swamp-pink in the meadow and tansy in the road ; 

 and there is the peculiar dry scent of corn which 

 has begun to show its tassels. The senses both of 

 hearing and smelling are more alert. We hear the 

 tinkling of rills which we never detected before. 

 From time to time, high up on the sides of hills, 

 you pass through a stratum of warm air. 



THOKEAU : Night and Moonlight. 



NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE, 1804. 



At Potter's sand bank, the sand, though cold on 

 the surface, begins to be warm two inches beneath, 

 and the warmth reaches at least six inches deeper. 

 The tortoise buries her eggs just deep enough to 

 secure this greatest constant warmth. 



I passed into and along the bottom of a lake of 

 cold and dewy evening air. Anon, as I rise higher, 

 here comes a puff of warm air, trivially warm, 

 a straggler from the sun's retinue, now buffeted 

 about by the vanguard night breezes. 



THOKEAU. Summer. 



