Concord, Mass.
1911.
March 30
[March 30, 1911]

  Alternating clouds & sunshine. Cool with raging west wind.

Fox Sparrows.

  Fox Sparrows singing gloriously all about the house
in the early morning and again just before sunset, one
following another in quick succession so that the sound of
their rich voices were almost perfectly continuous for
minutes at a time. Occasionally one would break in on
another but this was not usual. It was a treat to
hear them to such advantage as I sat in my arm
chair by the fire. It was not necessary to open a 
window to get the entire song. Many of them sang
on the ground, in the intervals of feeding at the seed
bed on the front banking. There were 16 there at once.

First Wood Frogs

  Returning from Ball's Hill at 5 P.M. I was surprised 
to hear a number of Wood Frogs in full cry in the
pool at the foot of the orchard slope although fully two
thirds of it is still encased in thick winter ice