at his friend, not long before had bought the property we are standing on now as a woodlot, basically. the soil isn't good for much except growing trees. he asked emerson if he could put up a structure here and stay here for a while and they said sure. his principal purpose was to find a sort of writer studio for himself. it was something he had been thinking about for several years and the specific project he had in mind with a book in memoriam to his brother john who had died in 1841. the book is about a trip that he took in john 1839. they were both very young. they took a trip by vote up to new hampshire. that is loosely the thread that runs through a week on merrimack which is the book that he wrote right here. while he was here, it's sort of easy to imagine that he was all alone, and if you read the book, you would think he's like halfway up the slopes, he was off at the end of the world somewhere, but he's not. he's connected to the town. it's only a little over a mile away, especially if you take the railroad cut and you're in town in no time and he had lots of visitors while

as a woodlot, basically. the soil around walden is not good for much except growing trees. and he asked emerson if he could, if he could put up a structure here and stay here for a while. and emerson said, sure. his printable purpose was to find -- principal purpose was to kind of find a writer's studio for himself. something he had been thinking about for several years and the specific project he had in mind was a book in memorial to his brother john, who had died in 1841. the book is about a trip he took with john in 1839, both very young, but they took a trip by boat up to new hampshire. that was loosely the thread that runs through a week on the concord, in merrimack, which is the book he wrote here. while he was here it is easy to imagine that throw was all alone. and if you read the book, you would think he is halfway up the slopes of the mountain, that he was off at the into the world somewhere. but he is not, he is connected to town. it is only a little over a mile away, especially if you take the railroad, you are in town in no time. and he had lots and lots of vis

his friend, ralph waldo emerson, not long before, bought the property we are standing on as a woodlot, the soil around walden is not good for much except growing trees. he asked emerson if he could put up a structure here and stay here for a while and emerson said sure. 's principal purpose was to find a writers studio for himself. he was soon thinking for several years, the specific project he had, to his brother john who died in 1841, the book is about a trip with john in 1835, we were both very young but they took a trip by boat up to new hampshire and loosely the thread that was in marymac which is the book he wrote here. while he was here it is easy to imagine that thoreau was all alone. if you read the book you would think he is halfway up the slopes of mount cut a party or something, off at the end of the world, he is connected to town, just a little over a mile away especially if you take the railroad there and you are in town in no time. he had lots and lots of visitors when he was out here. not that he was isolated but had plenty of solitude he wanted as a thinker and a writ