Concord, Mass.
1902.
March 22
  Clear with light N. wind. Forenoon rather cool,
afternoon oppressively warm. I did not have a thermometer 
out but the temperature must have risen nearly to 70 degrees.
  Bluebirds and Song Sparrows began singing soon after
day break; Robins not until sunrise; Flickers and
a Phoebee still later. The Bluebirds warbled almost
continuously all day long. I do not think that
I have ever before had such a positive surfeit of
their music - if anything so delightful can be
so - called. They are at their very best now. A week
or two later they will not sing so often nor with
such spirit and fervor. There were two males near
the house all the forenoon one of them accompanied
by a female who inspected all the holes & bird
houses flying to the entrance of each and looking
in but not entering any of them.
Birds singing at daybreak.
Phoebee
Bluebirds
  The Robins were silent through the day but one
sang for nearly half-an-hour at evening in the
top of an elm nearly over the house. He had a
strong, pure and very perfectly modulated voice.
Robins
  The season is wonderfully forward - I might
perhaps say, without gross exaggeration, unprecedentedly
so. Certainly I cannot recall a year where
at this date everything was so far advanced. 
Mosquitoes were numerous and actually troublesome
in the woods this afternoon - something unheard
of if I am not mistaken in my recollection. One
of them bit me sharply and a dozen more
tried to do so. All that I caught & examined
were of the marial kind (Anopheles) with spotted
Mosquitoes biting in March!
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