His account of going into business at Walden Pond is in the same happy vein.
So Thoreau moves out into the woods by the side of Walden Pond.
Walden is a record of Thoreau's sojourn for about two years in the woods by Walden Pond.
He does not grow stale any more than Walden Pond itself grows stale.
Walden Pond is some little distance from the Emerson home, and the time at our disposal did not permit a visit.
The pond was a small ocean; the Atlantic a large Walden Pond.
The spot was in a dense woods, on a hillside that gently sloped down to the clear, cold, deep water of Walden Pond.
Thoreau lives in the berry pastures upon a bank over Walden Pond, and in a little house of his own building.
He frequently went to Walden Pond of an afternoon and read Goethe or some other great author.
Did not Thoreau also affect humility in his rudely built cabin on the borders of Walden Pond?