1909.
June 9 [June 9, 1909]
Lake Umbagog.
  Clear with light W. to S.W. winds. Warm through middle of
day; cold, with a second heavy frost, last night.
  We moved the house boat this morning from Stony Brook
Cove to the first deep cove lying to the westward of the
Lake House on the north shore of the flooded Cambridge River
meadows. It is a quiet & very picturesque little nook, almost
landlocked, with an island at its mouth. Its shores are
everywhere densely wooded, largely with evergreen trees including
red spruces, balsams and arbor vitae. A tall straight sapling pine
grows at the waters edge near our anchorage. At the head of
the cove are a number of dry ash and maple shrubs which look
exactly as I remember them in 1871. A little further back
is hilly pasture land grown up in many places to dense
pasture spruces & balsams thirty or forty years of age.
Birds literally swarm about this pretty little cove. Most
of them are woodland species among which I noted this
morning Bay-breasted Warbler, Yellow-rump, Blackburnian, Usnea,
Canada, Black & Yellow & Chestnut-sided Warblers, Water Thrush,
Olive-sided Flycatcher, Pileated Woodpecker & others. There
was a Catbird singing all day on a knoll densely wooded
with spruce & balsam, a singular haunt for this species.
We moved 
the house-
boat to 
another
cove
Bird
neighbors
  As far as I can make out all the north-bound
migrants have passed on and such birds as I note here now
are all summer residents. If so the region is as abundantly
supplied with them still as it was in my younger days
but there have been many changes in the relative numbers
of the different birds.
Migrants
all gone by
  The Toads continue as noisy as ever, by night & day.
I heard the first Bull Frog yesterday. To-day they were
tramping in all directions. A few Pickerel Frogs heard this evening.
Toads,
Bull Frog
Pickerel Frog