Thoreau for your Monday…

As I climbed the Cliffs, when I jarred the foliage, I perceived an equisite perfume which I could not trace to it’s source. Ah, those fugacious universal fragrances of the meadows and woods! odors rightly mingled. June 11,1852.

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pic by td- my honeyvine milkweed-free smells!

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