A Summer's Afternoon on Fairhaven Bay

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Text by Henry David Thoreau. Photos by The Staff of the Concord Magazine.

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	I saw Fair Haven Pond with its island and meadow; between the island and the shore a strip of perfectly smooth water in the lee of the island; and two hawks sailing over it; and something more which I saw which cannot easily be described, which made me say to myself that the landscape could not be improved. (Journal, February 14, 1851)
The pond, so smooth and full of reflections after a dark and breezy day, is unexpectedly beautiful. There is a little boat on it, schooner-rigged, with three sails, a prefect little vessel and perfectly reflected now in the water. It is sufficient life for the pond. (Journal, August 32, 1852)
	The rippled blue surface of Fair Haven from the Cliffs, with its smooth white border where weeds preserve the surface smooth, a placid silver-plated rim. The pond is like the sky with a border of Whitish clouds in the horizon. (Journal, September 14, 1852)