December 9, 1855
On this day, it was starting to snow on Walden Pond.
The winter Landscape appeared before Henry David Thoreau’s eyes, and he captured the transformation in his journal:
“At 8.30 a fine snow begins to fall,
increasing very gradually,
perfectly straight down,
till in fifteen minutes, the ground is white,
the smooth places first,
and thus, the winter landscape is ushered in.
And now it is falling thus all the land over,
sifting down through the tree-tops in woods,
and on the meadow and pastures,
where the dry grass and weeds conceal it at first,
and on the river and ponds, in which it is dissolved.
But in a few minutes,
it turns to rain,
and so the wintry landscape is postponed for the present.”