Concord (Farm)
Ther [Thermometer] Wednesday, Nov. 1, 1916 [November 1, 1916] Wea [Weather]
Mixed.
Forenoon dark cloudy & densely
foggy with one brisk but brief
shower. Afternoon sunny, calm,
very warm & delightfully serene.
  Bird life at low ebb. No marked
migratory movement save that of flock of
13 Horned Larks very high in air and
flying straight southward, at 3 P.M.
20+ Juncos in millet, a dozen or more
bathing at noon. Titlarks heard. 3 flocks
of Chickadees one of ten or more members.
A Creeper, 2 Jays, a Hairy Woodpecker,
one Partridge (Birch Field), a Screech Owl
wailing close to house in evening twilight.
  What has become of the Fox Sparrows?
  I forgot to mention in above list a flock of
7 Goldfinches eating seeds N.E. [northeast] aster in lane.
  At 7 A.M. I went to Berry Pasture, taking the
gun but not "Timmy" [Brewster's dog]. As I approached the corn 
patch a cock & a hen Pheasant ran from it
& scudded off 100 yards or more along a cart path.
3 more cocks rose on wing a moment later, with
loud outcry. Not one of the five birds offered
any chance for a shot although the big brush
pile screened me almost perfectly, I thought.
  Spent most of day supervising work in
& about dooryard where we wrapped the bird bath
in canvas & covered pond with boards & hay.
Dexter came to dinner. We went to Birch Field. 

Concord (Farm)
Ther [Thermometer] Thursday, Nov. 2, 1916 [November 2, 1916] Wea [Weather] Perfect
64 [degrees] max. [maximum]
Cloudless with tender blue sky & not a
trace of haze. Fields white with hoar frost
at sunrise but most of day delightfully
warm. A Clouded Sulphur Butterfly hovering
about some Zinnia flowers close to shed.
House flies [Houseflies] & tiny Diptera on wing in
abundance. Hyla peeping nearly as in spring
(4 P.M.)
  Hardly any birds about despite the
heavenly Indian Summer weather.
2 or 3 Juncos, a Goldcrest [Golden-crowned Kinglet], a Jay &
5 Crows were literally all I saw or
heard near the house. Another Goldcrest [Golden-crowned Kinglet]
& a flock of chickadees were all that
could be found in Birch Field.
  Shortly after sunrise I hastened to the
corn patch in Berry Pasture, across the frost-
whitened field, hoping for a shot at a Pheasant
but none was there. At 4 P.M. I went there
again & flushed an old cock who rose from
the brush 100 yards off with loud outcry
answered by another bird still further off.
Soon after this I started 3 wary Partridge at
Pulpit Rock. Following them I got a [?] shot 
at one in dense brush but missed. Later still I
started 2 more in Birch Field. One of those
ran east into path within six feet of me but at
once disappeared again on wing.
Gilbert took Timmy to Cambridge this morning.

I spent most of day at Farm supervising men chopping, digging etc.