1902.
May 17
(No 2)
  Although I saw a Wood Thrush at Davis's Hill on
the 8th and heard another singing gloriously yesterday
near the stone boat house opposite Ball's Hill I
have not as yet detected one on the farm (where
I have been living for the past four days).
  I was out this evening for a couple of hours
- from 5.30 to 7.30 - in the blueberry pasture to
the westward of the farm house. It is always
attractive and just now charming beyond description.
The blueberry bushes are thickly hung with the bell-like
creamy white blossoms and the birches, veiled in a
most exquisite gause-like covering of tender green.
It is, moreover, the most "birdy" place that I know
anywhere in this immediate region. Just before &
after sunset to-night it seemed like a great aviary.
The air fairly rang with the songs of birds & at
times I was fairly bewildered by their voices coming
from far & near in a volume of sound as continuous
and ear-filling as that of Hylas. There were Robins,
Cat-birds, Thrashers, Golden-winged, Nashville &
Chestnut-sided Warblers, Field Sparrows, Song Sparrows,
Towhees, and a pair of Quail. The last-named flew
from a wall near me and afterwards called to
one another until it was nearly dark. I examined
the muddy spots along the brook for Woodcock
signs but could find none. I wonder if the
birds that I heard there in March passed on
northward. I was sure at the time that
they were settled & preparing to breed.
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