1886
(June 27)
Concord, Massachusetts.
singing in our field in the twilight. A Woodcock
crossed the road a little later skimming just over
the tops of the trees looking black against the light
in the west, a block ball hunting through space
like a cannon ball. I traced its flight for over 200
yds and then lost sight of it. Not a single Whippoorwill.
  Azalia in the bloom everywhere; Rhus venerata, black 
Alder, Cornus stolongtus.