While at work I hear the bobolink.

May 6. 

Wednesday. A beautiful and warm day. 

May 6, 2017

I go to build an arbor for R. W. E. The thrasher has been heard this morning. While at work I hear the bobolink and, methinks, peetweet along the brook (surely see it on the 9th). 

Sugar maple by Dr. Barrett's, possibly to-day.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, May 6, 1857

While at work I hear the bobolink. See May 10, 1853 (“All at once a strain that sounds like old times and recalls a hundred associations. Not at once do I remember that a year has elapsed since I heard it, and then the idea of the bobolink is formed in my mind.”); May 16, 1854 ("The earth is all fragrant as one flower. And bobolinks tinkle in the air. Nature now is perfectly genial to man.”); and note to May 12, 1856 (“We hear the first bobolink. . . How much life the note of the bobolink imparts to the meadow! ”)

Sugar maple by Dr. Barrett’s. See May 5, 1855 (“The sugar maples on the Common have just begun to show their stamens peeping out of the bud, but that by Dr. Barrett’s has them an inch and a half long or more.”); May 6, 1855 (“The young sugar maples leafing are more conspicuous now than any maples.”); May 8, 1857 (“The sugar maple at Barrett's is now in full bloom.”)