Book Reviews By Ace ♣

October 18, 1858


in Thoreau’s Journal: P.M. — To Smith’s chestnut grove and Saw Mill Brook. The large sugar maples on the Common are now at the height of their beauty. One, the earliest to change, is partly bare. This turned so early and so deep a scarlet that some thought that it was surely going to die. […]

October 18, 1858

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. 🫂