Three bits of white cotton string.

June 27.

P. M. — Up Assabet. 

June 27, 2014

See apparently a young bobolink fluttering over the meadow. 

The garlic not even yet quite. 

In the Wheeler meadow, the bushy one southwest of Egg Rock, the coarse sedge [wool-grass] — I think the same with that in the Great Meadows — evidently grows in patches with a rounded outline; i.e., its edge is a succession of blunt, rounded capes, with a very distinct outline amid the other kinds of grass and weeds. 

I cannot find one of the three bits of white cotton string which I tied to willows in that neighborhood in the spring, and I have no doubt that the birds, perhaps crow blackbirds, have got every one for their nests. I must drive down a stake for a mark next time.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, June 27, 1857

A young bobolink fluttering over the meadow. See July 2, 1855 (". Young bobolinks are now fluttering over the meadow, but I have not been able to find a nest, so concealed in the meadow-grass."); and note to July 12, 1857 ("I hear the occasional link note from the earliest bobolinks of the season").See also .A Book of the Seasons,  by Henry Thoreau, the Bobolink

The garlic not even yet quite. See June 25, 1854 ("Garlic open, eighteen inches high or more"); see also June 26, 1857 ("I must be near bobolinks' nests many times these days, — in E. Hosmer's meadow by the garlic.")