Thoreau writes in his journal:
Measured again the great elm in front of Charles Davis’s on the Boston road, which he is having cut down . . .
As I came home through the village at 8.15 P.M., by a bright moonlight, the moon nearly full and not more than 18º from the zenith, the wind northwest, but not strong, and the air pretty cold, I saw the melon-rind arrangement of the clouds on a larger scale and more distinct than ever before . . . I hear that it attracted the attention of those who were abroad at 7 P. M., and now, at 9 P. M., it is scarcely less remarkable . . .