Summary
an unknown motive for growing beans
childhood remembrance of the field
advice on growing beans
song of the brown thrasher
the sounds of nature
sounds of the war with Mexico
self knowledge through beans
the war with weeds
the Pythagorean bean-grower
farming expenses and income
convention as fate
return to the sacred
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Chapter 7. The Bean-field
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To read elsewhere that he has misgivings about farming on a large scale, and then to read here that he maintained 7 miles of garden rows--wow. I'm a gardener, too, but I only plant a patch. It truly was, as he says Herculean in scope.I guess the difference is that my garden represents no economic necessity for me, whereas it did, apparently for him. He did need the money from the garden, though I suppose he could have increased his day-labor and made up the shortfall. He must ahve felt that planting would be fit better into his experiment.
But he is partly mystified by his attention to this husbandry, and he realizes that his work pushes him to the verge of drudgery. Drudgery was somethng he insisted we could all avoid with a little wisdom.What was the meaning of this so steady and self-respecting, this small Herculean labor, I knew not. I came to love my rows, my beans, though so many more than I wanted. They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antaeus. But why should I raise them? Only Heaven knows. This was my curious labor all summer -- to make this portion of the earth's surface, which had yielded only cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, before, sweet wild fruits and pleasant flowers, produce instead this pulse.
Another meaning of the Walden experience to him, not mentioned before, was that it united his first memories with his present life. He has a history in this place and can see himself within cyles of nature taking place there.7.2 When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. It is one of the oldest scenes stamped on my memory. And now to-night my flute has waked the echoes over that very water. The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, I have cooked my supper with their stumps, and a new growth is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. Almost the same johnswort springs from the same perennial root in this pasture, and even I have at length helped to clothe that fabulous landscape of my infant dreams, and one of the results of my presence and influence is seen in these bean leaves, corn blades, and potato vines.
Ideally, humans are such a connecting link between the wild and the cultivated. But, he would say, more typically humans see no value in the wild and want only to "redeem" it by subjugating it.And, by the way, who estimates the value of the crop which nature yields in the still wilder fields unimproved by man? The crop of English hay is carefully weighed, the moisture calculated, the silicates and the potash; but in all dells and pond-holes in the woods and pastures and swamps grows a rich and various crop only unreaped by man. Mine was, as it were, the connecting link between wild and cultivated fields; as some states are civilized, and others half-civilized, and others savage or barbarous, so my field was, though not in a bad sense, a half-cultivated field. They were beans cheerfully returning to their wild and primitive state that I cultivated, and my hoe played the Rans des Vaches for them.
In this mood, he could be sanguine about something which, in another mood, he would not think about favorably. His country's military exploits did not make him proud, usually. Maybe it was the distance of the music, the filtering of it to a background noise like that of nature, that gave him these benevolent thoughts.7.7 On gala days the town fires its great guns, which echo like popguns to these woods, and some waifs of martial music occasionally penetrate thus far....
7.8 I felt proud to know that the liberties of Massachusetts and of our fatherland were in such safe keeping; and as I turned to my hoeing again I was filled with an inexpressible confidence, and pursued my labor cheerfully with a calm trust in the future.
He considers most most things to have metaphorical or spiritual parallels. This is for me the thrust of his transcendentalism. But I'm not sure to what extent this is a personal reflection. Did these crops of sincerity, truth, etc. not come up in him, or did he hope for a general harvest across society, and now sees that the world is the same.7.15 This further experience also I gained: I said to myself, I will not plant beans and corn with so much industry another summer, but such seeds, if the seed is not lost, as sincerity, truth, simplicity, faith, innocence, and the like, and see if they will not grow in this soil, even with less toil and manurance, and sustain me, for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. Alas! I said this to myself; but now another summer is gone, and another, and another, and I am obliged to say to you, Reader, that the seeds which I planted, if indeed they were the seeds of those virtues, were wormeaten or had lost their vitality, and so did not come up.
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Why Thoreau Grew Beans
For years after his brother's death, Thoreau could not hear his name without tears coming to to his eyes, and here he is in a field of johnswort, his Golden Bough.
Remember, Will, Thoreau is recalling and memorializing the soul of his dead brother:
through their hollow stems. They are, therefore, as the Gates of
Hades:
"...why Pythagoreans abstain from beans...because they are like the
gates of Hades, [the stems] alone [of all plants] being without
joints,"
http://users.ucom.net/~vegan/beans.htm
"Beans contain the souls of the dead (Pliny)"
http://at.yorku.ca/t/o/p/c/26.txt
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Perhaps I can lift a corner of the veil on this mystery.DWill wrote:But he is partly mystified by his attention to this husbandry, and he realizes that his work pushes him to the verge of drudgery. Drudgery was somethng he insisted we could all avoid with a little wisdom.
For years after his brother's death, Thoreau could not hear his name without tears coming to to his eyes, and here he is in a field of johnswort, his Golden Bough.
Remember, Will, Thoreau is recalling and memorializing the soul of his dead brother:
In ancient thought, beans mediate the return of the souls of the deadBe thou my Muse, my Brother -- . (A Week)
through their hollow stems. They are, therefore, as the Gates of
Hades:
"...why Pythagoreans abstain from beans...because they are like the
gates of Hades, [the stems] alone [of all plants] being without
joints,"
http://users.ucom.net/~vegan/beans.htm
"Beans contain the souls of the dead (Pliny)"
http://at.yorku.ca/t/o/p/c/26.txt
Tom
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About growing 'beans' and stuff like that . . . in the spring, I put a half pack of dried soup mix in a large pot, watered it, and let it do it's 'thing'.
I was surprised - I learned there were two things I was wrong about . . .
1) that growing foliage from a food pack won't give you flowers and/or vegetation - they haven't been fertilized for this purpose;
2) once I realized that the growth would indeed 'flower', I said 'well, it certainly won't give beans or peas'.
I was pleased as punch when my big pot of soup mix boomed with greenery, gave little flowers and actually popped some peas and beans.
I didn't really care if I got to eat it, so when the growth got too big and just looked like a messy hairdo, I chopped it all up and scattered it for the birds and squirrels.
I was surprised - I learned there were two things I was wrong about . . .
1) that growing foliage from a food pack won't give you flowers and/or vegetation - they haven't been fertilized for this purpose;
2) once I realized that the growth would indeed 'flower', I said 'well, it certainly won't give beans or peas'.
I was pleased as punch when my big pot of soup mix boomed with greenery, gave little flowers and actually popped some peas and beans.
I didn't really care if I got to eat it, so when the growth got too big and just looked like a messy hairdo, I chopped it all up and scattered it for the birds and squirrels.
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I'm guilty of this, Will . . . I like adding wild flowers and greens to my gardening - the building lot here is like a big sprawl of woodland, and many of my little plots are actually wild stuff that I've 'cultivated'.DWill wrote: Ideally, humans are such a connecting link between the wild and the cultivated. But, he would say, more typically humans see no value in the wild and want only to "redeem" it by subjugating it.
Later this afternoon, for instance, I plan to go down by the pond and come back with a hawwwwwuge bag of Queen Anne's Lace deadheads.
Sometimes I chide myself for this, but most times I do not . . . I figure I'm not destroying plants by deadheading them and I am greening up the environment by spreading them around.
As for them being 'weeds' . . . weeds, schmeeds . . . weeds are plants that are growing where you don't want them growing.
I like 'weeds' . . . if the neighbours are worried about them 'intruding' on their blue hat society garden beds, then they'll just have to put on their little gloves and 'weed' them out.
If you'd like to see pics of my gardening and the big lot where I garden, click here . . .
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