Thoreau writes in his journal:
Still finger-cold. I think I saw bank swallows.
At noon begins a cold, drizzling rain, which continues at intervals through the next day. A cold May storm, wind easterly . . .
Thoreau writes in his journal:
Still finger-cold. I think I saw bank swallows.
At noon begins a cold, drizzling rain, which continues at intervals through the next day. A cold May storm, wind easterly . . .
