Thoreau, Aug 23, 1845

I find an instinct in me conducting to a mystic spiritual life, and also another to a primitive savage life.

Toward evening, as the world waxes darker, I am permitted to see the woodchuck stealing across my path, and tempted to seize and devour it. The wildest, most desolate scenes are strangely familiar to me.’

Thoreau, August 15, 1845

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Aug15. The sounds heard at this hour, 8.30, are the distant rumbling of wagons over bridges, — farthest heard of any human at night, —the baying of dogs, the lowing of cattle in distant yards. What if we were to obey these fine dictates, these divine suggestions, which are addressed to the mind and not to the body, which are certainly true, -not to eat meat, not to buy, or sell ,or barter, etc.,etc.,etc.?

The True Story of Wild Rice, North America’s Most Misunderstood Grain

Almost all “wild rice” is cultivated, but the real thing grows freely on the lakes of northern Minnesota
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