Thoreau May 27, 1841

I sit in my boat on Walden playing the flute this evening and see the perch, which I seem to have charmed, hovering
around me, and the moon traveling over the ribbed bottom,
and feel that nothing but the wildest imagination can conceive of the manner of life we are living. Nature is a wizard. The Concord nights are stranger than the Arabian night. — Thoreau May 27, 1841