Cambridge. Concord.
Ther [Thermometer] Saturday, July 27, 1918 Wea [Weather]
84 [degrees] max. [maximum] at Concord; 92 in Boston. Fine
Cloudless & very warm but with a
fresh westerly breeze & low humidity;
altogether a delightful midsummer day.
  Too busy this morning to pay
much attention to Garden birds but
saw both Owls on their accustomed
perches and heard an unseen Warbler
chirping in the lilacs.
  Dr. Stevens called to see me professionally
at 9.45. At 10.15 Gilbert [Robert A. Gilbert] & I started
for Concord by usual route via
Arlington, Lexington & Bedford. Song
Sparrows singing freely here & there.
Reached Farm about 11.50.
  Spent most of afternoon & evening
weeding & watering flower & strawberry 
beds. Visited Ritchie place & Berry Pas. [Berry Pasture]
Corn & potatoes wondrous fine. Heavy
crop of rye already harvested. Yellow
transparent apples ripening. Raspberries passing.
  Bird bath much frequented all day.
Visited by Robins, Catbirds, Chippies [Chipping Sparrow],
Mniotiltas, Maryland Yellow-throats
& Scarlet Tanager (ad [adult female]). [2 males and a female] Goldfinches
on boulder in pond. Song Sparrow 
sang sweetly several times, Pheasant
crowed once at sunset. No other bird music.
Young Swifts still in back room flue.
Judging by their clamorous outburst they
are now fed not oftener than every half hour.

Concord - Cambridge.
Ther [Thermometer] Sunday, July 28, 1918 Wea [Weather]
Fine
Clear & oppressively hot with strong
but not refreshing westerly breeze.
  Concord birds. A Song Sparrow singing 
sweetly & freely, a Cat bird interruptedly,
a Mniotilta brokenly, supplied all the
bird music that came to my ears.
Besides these I heard a Grosbeak
utter its clinking call. Crows out
in force & very noisy for several
hours after daybreak. George caught
a young one that could not fly well
& we put it in the Pigeon yard
to the consternation of a pair of Bantam
fowls living there.
  I had the hose running for two hours
after breakfast. At 9.05 Gilbert [Robert A. Gilbert] & I
started for Cambridge. It was not 
uncomfortable then but decidedly so
during the sweltering afternoon.
  Miss Hoppin dined with Lizzy &
me on back piazza. After supping
there with Lizzy I took some apples to
the Spelmans. Sam Henshaw in Mass. 
Gen. Hospital [Massachusetts General Hospital] with septic poisoned 
hand, due to a bite from his Parrot.
Outram Bangs tells me this