May 7.
4.30 A.M. -To Cliffs. Heard a robin singing powerfully an hour ago, and song sparrows, and the cocks. Beginning, I may say, with robins, song sparrows, chip-birds, bluebirds, etc., I walk through larks, pewees, pigeon woodpeckers, chickadees, towhees, huckleberry-birds, wood thrushes, brown thrasher, jay, catbird, etc., etc. Enter a cool stratum of air beyond Hayden’s. Hear the first partridge drum.
The first oven-bird.
4.30 A.M. -To Cliffs. Heard a robin singing powerfully an hour ago, and song sparrows, and the cocks. Beginning, I may say, with robins, song sparrows, chip-birds, bluebirds, etc., I walk through larks, pewees, pigeon woodpeckers, chickadees, towhees, huckleberry-birds, wood thrushes, brown thrasher, jay, catbird, etc., etc. Enter a cool stratum of air beyond Hayden’s. Hear the first partridge drum.
The first oven-bird.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal May 7, 1852
The first oven-bird. See May 7, 1853 ("The woods now begin to ring with the woodland note of the oven-bird.") See also May 1, 1852 (" I think I heard an oven-bird just now, - wicher wicher whicher wich."); May 4, 1855 ("In cut woods a small thrush, with crown inclining to rufous, tail foxy, and edges of wings dark-ash; clear white beneath. I think the golden-crowned?"); May 16, 1858 ("A golden-crowned thrush hops quite near. It is quite small, about the size of the creeper, with the upper part of its breast thickly and distinctly pencilled with black, a tawny head; and utters now only a sharp cluck for a chip."); June 7, 1853 ("The oven-bird runs from her covered nest, so close to the ground under the lowest twigs and leaves, even the loose leaves on the ground, like a mouse, that I can not get a fair view of her. She does not fly at all. Is it to attract me, or partly to protect herself ? "); June 19, 1858 (" See an oven-bird's nest with two eggs and one young one just hatched. The bird flits out low, and is, I think, the same kind that I saw flit along the ground and trail her wings to lead me off day before yesterday") July 3, 1853 ("The oven-bird's nest in Laurel Glen is near the edge of an open pine wood, under a fallen pine twig and a heap of dry oak leaves. Within these, on the ground, is the nest, with a dome-like top and an arched entrance of the whole height and width on one side. Lined within with dry pine-needles"). See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The Oven-bird
The first oven-bird. See May 7, 1853 ("The woods now begin to ring with the woodland note of the oven-bird.") See also May 1, 1852 (" I think I heard an oven-bird just now, - wicher wicher whicher wich."); May 4, 1855 ("In cut woods a small thrush, with crown inclining to rufous, tail foxy, and edges of wings dark-ash; clear white beneath. I think the golden-crowned?"); May 16, 1858 ("A golden-crowned thrush hops quite near. It is quite small, about the size of the creeper, with the upper part of its breast thickly and distinctly pencilled with black, a tawny head; and utters now only a sharp cluck for a chip."); June 7, 1853 ("The oven-bird runs from her covered nest, so close to the ground under the lowest twigs and leaves, even the loose leaves on the ground, like a mouse, that I can not get a fair view of her. She does not fly at all. Is it to attract me, or partly to protect herself ? "); June 19, 1858 (" See an oven-bird's nest with two eggs and one young one just hatched. The bird flits out low, and is, I think, the same kind that I saw flit along the ground and trail her wings to lead me off day before yesterday") July 3, 1853 ("The oven-bird's nest in Laurel Glen is near the edge of an open pine wood, under a fallen pine twig and a heap of dry oak leaves. Within these, on the ground, is the nest, with a dome-like top and an arched entrance of the whole height and width on one side. Lined within with dry pine-needles"). See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The Oven-bird
Warblers in the woods this morning which are new to the season . . . See May 28, 1855 ("I have seen within three or four days two or three new warblers “); May 15, 1860 ("Deciduous woods now swarm with migrating warblers, especially about swamps.”)
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