I access most of my regularly-read blogs and journals through Bloglines, using AOL alerts only for the private journals, which don't show up on bloglines. Along the way during my travels through cyberspace, I learned that some industrious soul has put Henry David Thoreau's journal online, with whatever he wrote on a certain day in 1856 coming up on Bloglines as though it had been written today. Here's a little snippet of what he wrote on December 5, 1856, speaking of the winter season:
"I love best to have each thing in its season only, and enjoy doing
without it at all other times. It is the greatest of all advantages to
enjoy no advantage at all. I find it invariably true, the poorer I am,
the richer I am. What you consider my disadvantage, I consider my
advantage. While you are pleased to get knowledge and culture in many
ways, I am delighted to think that I am getting rid of them. I have
never got over my surprise that I should have been born into the most
estimable place in all the world, and in the very nick of time, too."
This reminds me why I always loved Thoreau.