a perfect winter flower

“I have been popping corn tonight, which is only a more rapid blossoming of the seed under a greater than July heat. The popped corn is a perfect winter flower, hinting of anemones and houstonias. For this little grace man has, mixed in with the vulgarness of his repast, he may well thank his stars.” – Thoreau’s Journal, Jan. 3, 1842, from The Blog of Henry David Thoreau