I made my way from Texas to Illinois with my large print copy of Walden in hand.   I read both in the airport while waiting for my flight and during the two hour flight.  In case you are wondering, no one made any comments suggesting that I get some glasses. ?

Thoreau’s writing is so incredibly dense.  After nearly every sentence I read, I found myself stopping to carefully chew and digest each word and phrase..  This makes for slow but intriguing reading.

Between traveling, slow reading, and catching up with my friend, I didn’t have much time for writing.  So, I’ll leave you with just one of the many deep thoughts from the early pages of Walden.

“Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant?”