On this day 164 years ago, my ol’ pal Henry David Thoreau wrote about finding a tortoise nest with a new hatchling:
Think what is a summer to them! June, July, and August, — the livelong summer, — what are they with their heats and fevers but sufficient to hatch a tortoise in. Be not in haste; mind your private affairs. Consider the turtle. Perchance you have worried yourself, despaired of the world, meditated the end of life, and all things seemed rushing to destruction; but nature has steadily and serenely advanced with a turtle’s pace. Has not the tortoise also learned the true value of time?
I love reading Thoreau in late August. Even though my summer is much longer than his was, he helps me cool down, zoom out, and embrace the season.