Cambridge.
Ther [Thermometer] Tuesday, Aug. 4, 1914 [August 4, 1914] Wea [Weather]
Dull.
Cloudy & cool with light easterly
wind.
  I heard this morning,
in the Garden, some Warbler, perhaps
a Red-start [Redstart], which had a loud, full
chirp. It was in the big willow where
I had only the merest glympse [glimpse] at it.
The Robins were calling in the Jungle
& every now & then I heard the 
shrill squawking of their young who
seemed to be scattered about in the
trees. 
  Spent day in Museum working on
Gr. H. Owl [Great Horned Owl] story. Rewrote two pages
composed yesterday, which seemed to
be all that I could accomplish.
  Went to Harvard Square immediately
after dinner to have my hair cut.
Walked back looking at all the houses
along the street & wondering that there
are so many that have stood there
unchanged longer than I can remember.
Victrola music in hall this evening.
Also a little reading.

Cambridge.
Ther [Thermometer] Wednesday, Aug. 5, 1914 [August 5, 1914] Wea [Weather]
Dull
Cloudy with cool east wind. We
had open fires in the house all day.
  Very few birds about the place. Saw
one of the young Robins heard yesterday.
It was bob-tailed & scarce able to fly.
Parents made a great fuss. The male
uttered a few song notes in early
morning. Heard the flight call of a
Goldfinch and of a Chimney Swift;
also several House Sparrows chirping.
  Worked all day on Gr. H. Owl [Great Horned Owl]
story without accomplishing anything 
save the revision of two or three
pages which C. [Caroline Brewster] type copied in the
forenoon. Never before have I
got so hopelessly into "the doldrums"
as regards literary composition.
What can be the matter? There is
no lack of ideas but words to express
them will not come or, coming, become
endlessly involved & entangled. 
  The Cobb-Fullers dropped in this evening.
Both are going away this week.