On Walden Pond
I have my horizon bounded by woods all to myself; a distant view of the railroad where it touches the pond on the one hand, and of the fence which skirts the woodland road on the other. But for the most part it is as solitary where I live as on the prairies. It is as much Asia or Africa as New England. I have, as it were, my own sun and moon and stars, and a little world all to myself.
Henry David Thoreau
Walden
Walden Pond reflection.
It was sublimely peaceful that New Year’s Eve at Walden Pond. I was alone save for a sculpted snowman watching over the shore.
The snowman and, of course, the statue of Henry David Thoreau next to his small cabin.
Someone earlier had placed a carved piece of snow in his hand, and it was amusing to see Thoreau staring at it intently, as if contemplating snow.
The setting sun cast wintry golden light through the trees on the far shore, reflecting the sky and horizon on the softly frozen water.
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This week, Sara Rosso has asked for our perspectives on horizons. This photo of the Walden Pond horizon reflected on ice at sunset is my favorite horizon photo (even though there are no great blue herons about).
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Thanks to Sara Rosso and WordPress for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Horizon prompt.
Thanks also to Sue for the Word a Week Challenge: Favorite.
Thanks to the kind folks at Skywatch Friday.
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A selection of my heron and flower photos is now available at the Five Crows Gallery in Natick, MA. Drop in and see the work of the many wonderfully creative artists who show there when you’re in the area.
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Remember: Walk softly and carry a long lens.
(This photo was taken December 31, 2004)
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Posted on October 25, 2013, in A Word A Week Photo Challenge, Art, daily prompt, Inspiration, Nature Photography, Photography, postaday, Skywatch Friday, Weekly Photo Challenge, Wildlife Photography and tagged postaday, Thoreau, Walden. Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.
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That is a beautiful reflection. I have wonderful memories of a visit to Walden Pond in October five years.
I’m so glad you like it, many thanks for your kind comment. Walden Pond is a very special place. I’m glad this brought back your fond memories.
The Walden pond looks so magical in this light, Babsje. Beautiful pic. 🙂
Thank you. I’m fortunate to live not too far from Walden Pond, but had never visited when the ground was snow-covered. The light was magical then.
Walden’s world sounded rather idyllic 🙂
Indee, I think it was, even without the modern creature comforts, reading Thorewu show show well-suited a place it was. Thanks for visiting and commenting here!
How fortunate you are to live where Henry walked.
The challenge for us all is finding our own Walden right where we are.
Indeed, I am fortunate, and you’re also right. We can carry our own Walden within us. Thanks for the inspiring comment.
I remember when I read this quote from Walden as a student years back. Thank you, Babsje for this wonderful post. You have no idea how much I like it 🙂
Thanks so much for your appreciative words about this post, Paula. I’m glad it touched you. You’re lucky to have learned about Walden and Thoreau in school. For some reason, our high school never mentioned them at all in History classes. Shameful, isn’t it:
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Thanks so much for your kind comment and for visiting! Best, Babsje
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