Across the pond to the barrier beach at Long Point. Tim Johnson

Sunday, January 17, 2021

As our mild winter continues, we think of the work of Henry David Thoreau, who went walking in woods and fields more than a century ago and found the experience decidedly therapeutic. “I come to myself,” he wrote, “I once more feel myself grandly related, and that cold and solitude are friends of mine. I suppose that this value, in my case, is equivalent to what others get by churchgoing and prayer. I come home to my solitary woodland walk as the homesick go home. I thus dispose of the superfluous and see things as they are, grand and beautiful.”


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