flora

Whatever his faults, Thoreau was an accomplished naturalist. It doesn't really come through in Walden, but it's readily apparent in his appendix to The Maine Woods, where he catalogs the plants he saw on his trips there. It's a tour de force, complete with each plant's Latin name, common name, and a note or two on where it's usually found. It's rather like watching a good musician practice scales, while knowing full well that he or she has a virtuoso piece readily at hand.

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How does Emerson start The Divinity School Address? Something like, "In this refulgent summer, it has been a luxury to draw the breath of life."

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When I think of Hawn State Park, I think of pines. Big stands of mature native short-leaf pine.

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A month or so ago, I wrote a post that began, "I wish I knew the names of flowers." Since then, I've done a little studying.

Last year, very early in the spring, when the daffodils bloom, I came across this in the floodplain of Beaver Creek, near the river at Meremec State Park: . . .

The Wilderness Trail is a fine, long hike, only an hour from South St. Louis County. It's close enough to home to be a reason to drive past closer, but less interesting spots.

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I was too late to see Sonya Glassberg's daffodils, but one of her hyacynth was fresh. I don't recall seeing a "wild" hyacynth before. Irises, and lots of daffodils, to be sure. But never a hyacynth.

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