“Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in a revery, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs, in undisturbed solitude and stillness, while the birds sing around or flitted noiseless through the house, until by the sun falling in at my west window, or the noise of some traveller's wagon on the distant highway, I was reminded of the lapse of time." - Henry Thoreau, Walden; or Life in the Woods

Take some time this summer to enjoy Walden, a Game and The Night Journey, two experiences that revel in the slow passage of time ...