1892
July 8
Concord, Massachusetts.
Evening walk to Dutton's & Pratt's
Mass.
Concord. - Clear and warm, clouds gathering in the west late in
the afternoon. Slight E[ast], S[outh] E[ast[, & S[outh] W[est]. winds.
  Spent the day in or near the house writing most of the time.
After tea started for my usual evening walk. The western
sky was black with ominous-looking clouds and there was 
no color in the sunset but the sky cleared by 8 and the
moon rose a little later and flooded the woods and fields
with soft light.
  Opposite the Burrill's a Meadow Lark anxious about 
her young - one of which I afterwards started from a
newly mown field & which could fly well - called tchääp,
tchä - äp - pi - i - i, tchääp - ip - pi, or tchääp - ip - peu
occasionally chattering (t -t - t - t - t - t - i - i). these calls
were similar to those noted on the 6th but are now
carefully & correctly rendered here.
[margin]Meadow Lark with young[/margin]

  As I walked along the quiet country road & down through
the hollow across Derby's brook I heard Meadow Larks,
Song Sparrows, Grass Finches, Yellow Warblers & Chippy's in full
song. I also saw a young Cow-bird but could not get a
good sight at the foster mum.
  Grass Finches, Song Sparrows, a Field Sparrow and a Robin
were singing in or near Sunset Pasture. I did not pause
there as usual but keeping on past the big oak took
the old wood path through the "common lot". A Towhee
was singing steadily among some  birches on the right and
a Wood Thrush in the distance near Rhodora Pool. A silent
Blue Jay flitted on before me. The lane was heavily
embraced in foliage and the light there was dim &
rather gloomy. In fact I felt a distinct sense of relief
when I emerged into the open pine woods in the back
part of the Pratt farm. As I entered these pines of the Pratt farm
[marginOf the Pratt Farm[/margin]