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Belief that Walden Pond is bottomless (Walden 181)

“It is remarkable how long men will believe in the bottomlessness of a pond without taking the trouble to sound it.” — Henry David Thoreau, “The Pond in Winter,” … 450 more words


Heaven under our feet (Walden 178)

“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlor of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants. 139 more words


Wondering About Walden

I wonder what Walden will look like when I see her next….
Whether snow may have fallen and melted. Fallen again. Or whether her ice crust will be bare of a snow, glistening in the winter sun or reflecting a grey sky? 296 more words

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A Study of Verticality

It is the sun’s presence which draws me to Walden.

But once there, it is winter’s silence that keeps me there.

The sun can leave, and does…

But something makes me stay.

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Changing Form

The ponds are all iced. It started on Monday when the wind chill dropped into the teens. The temperature was probably in the 20’s. On Tuesday the frigid air hovered and the sun disappeared behind thick grey clouds. 378 more words

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Whispers of Walden Pond

“Simplify, simplify.”

If only it were so easy. I’ve long been enamored by Henry David Thoreau and his idealistic philosophies, urging humanity to slow down, embrace nature and “live deliberately.” While I can admire his intentions, I’m not one to give up the comforts of home to take up residence in the woods. 611 more words

Literary Journeys

On Solitude, Deep Thought, & Walden Pond*

Many people have ragged on about the clear difference between being alone and being lonely. I’m not here to discuss that. It seems like something that just about everyone could figure out with a twinge of common sense. 871 more words