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Hello all, What follows is an entry from Thoreau's Journal 153 years ago today.
May it be an inspiration to us all!
Cheers, Ch.S.
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Yesterday and to-day the stronger winds of autumn have begun to blow, and the telegraph
harp has sounded loudly. I heard it especially in the Deep Cut this afternoon, the tone
varying with the tension of the different parts of the wire. The sound proceeds from
near the posts, where the vibration is apparently more rapid. I put my ear to one of the
posts, and it seemed to me that every pore of the wood was filled with music, labored
with the strain,-- as if every fibre was affected and being seasoned or timed, rearranged
according to a new and more harmonious law. Every swell and change or inflection of tone
pervaded and seemed to proceed from the wood, the divine tree or wood, as if its very
substance was transmuted. What a recipe for preserving wood, perchance,-- to keep it from
rotting,-- to fill its pores with music!

-- H. D. Thoreau (1817-1862), Journal, September 22, 1851