November 5.
I think it is the fox-colored sparrow I see in flocks and hear sing now by wood-sides.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, November 5, 1854
See October 28, 1857 (“On the causeway I see fox-colored sparrows flitting along in the willows and alders, uttering a faint cheep, and tree sparrows with them. ”) See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, the Fox-colored Sparrow.
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