kindred

Temperature at 30 degrees this morning. It's been warm and wet, squirrels out and about. I've been reading Walden, by Thoreau over the Christmas break. I think I found a kindred spirit.
In the midst of a gentle rain...I was suddenly sensible of such sweet and beneficent society in Nature, in the very pattering of the drops, and in every sound and sight around my house, an infinite and unaccountable friendliness all at once like an atmosphere sustaining me...Every little pine needle expanded and swelled with sympathy and befriended me. I was so distinctly made aware of the presence of something kindred to me...
Walden
Henry David Thoreau