Naushon Island, Mass.
1901.
May 26
  Sunny with strong, cool E. wind. Cloudy in late P.M.
  At the invitation of Mr. Waldo E. Forbes I came
to Naushon late yesterday afternoon to spend Sunday (to-day).
As we sailed across from Wood's Hole we saw a Night Heron,
a flock of five White-winged Scoters and a goodly number
of Common Terns. We took a walk of about three miles
before dark. The woods were alive with Wilson's Thrushes
singing and calling and we also heard a few Oven birds
but the evening was so gloomy and cold that there was
little general singing.
  At daybreak this morning and for two or three hours
later the wooded hollow just below the house rang with
the songs of Robins, Catbirds, Yellow Warblers, Maryland
Yellow-throats, Wilson's Thrushes, Song Sparrows and Towhees.
  At 10 A.M. we started on a long drive, following a road
that led up through the middle of the woods to Tarpaulin
Cove, thence along the south shore to the extreme western
end of the island and back along the north shore
- a total distance of about fifteen miles. It was a drive
never to be forgotten - filled with interest and beauty from
beginning to end. In the woods the birches were the only
trees that were conspicuously green. Some of them were in
nearly full leaf and all were dense with fresh, intensely
green young foliage. Some of the oaks were still nearly
bare, others covered with unfolding leaflets tinted with the
most delicate shades of salmon, purple and pale grayish
green. The shad bushes were still in nearly full bloom,
the blossoms of the beach plums just beginning to open,
the broom spangled with golden yellow flowers.
  The great, breezy, open downs were simply feasts of delicate
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