John Muir


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[Jan.] 18th. W. O. Clouds .033, a few films over the coast mountains to which they appeared to belong rather than to the sky. Hoar-frost and dense mist in morning, and when the sun broke through, a beautiful double white rain or rather mist bow was visible for 15 or 20 minuts. When the mist was rolling off that portion which was seen against the hills looked like an immense black wall with a perpendicular front rising within a few hundred yards of me. Another glorious day, full of light and joy and life. Com[mon] purple even[ing]. [Jan.] 19th. W. N.W. Clouds .005 in transparent flakes. (Hoar-frost and com[mon] purple.) Warm, balmy life in every sunbeam. Perfect harmony in all things here (excepting my misshapen sheep.) [Jan.] 20th. W. N.W. Clouds .005. Calm, balmy, bright. Common purple even[ing] and morn[ing]. Evening Lark song is “Queedlix boodle.” To-day is Tuesday with us mortals, but it must be Sabbath day in the lark calendar, for they have been holding meetings extraordinary, and their songs were sweet and pure as the light which inspired them. Lark song is very absorbable by human hearts. It is about the only bird song of these plains that has been made with reference to our ears. Yet how grand must be the one general harmony of all Nature’s voices here – winds, waters, insects, and all animals. Music belongs to all matter. There is not a silent songless particle in the Lord’s creation.

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