I hear the quails nowadays while surveying.

May 29. 

May 29, 2019

Fogs this and yesterday morning. 

I hear the quails nowadays while surveying. 

Barberry in bloom, wild pinks, and blue-eyed grass.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal , May 29, 1852

Fogs this and yesterday morning. See May 24, 1854 ("A considerable fog, but already rising and retreating to the river. As I go along the causeway the sun rises red, with a great red halo, through the fog"); July 22, 1851 ("These are our fairest days, which are born in a fog.")

I hear the quails nowadays. See May 20, 1858 ("Hear a quail whistle.");  May 25, 1855 ("Hear a quail and the summer spray frog, amid the ring of toads."); June 1, 1856 (" Heard a quail whistle May 30th."); June 1, 1860 ("Farmer has heard the quail a fortnight. Channing yesterday."); June 3, 1859 ("Quail heard.")

Barberry in bloom. See May 28, 1855 ("Barberry open (probably two or more days at Lee’s)."); May 29, 1857 ("I perceive the buttery-like scent of barberry bloom from over the rock,"); May 29, 1858 ("I mistook dense groves of little barberries in the droppings of cows in the Boulder Field for apple trees at first. So the cows eat barberries, and help disperse or disseminate them exactly as they do the apple! That helps account for the spread of the barberry, then."); June 14, 1856 ("Miss Pratt brings me the fertile barberry from northeast the great yellow birch. The staminate is apparently effete.")

Wild pinks. See June 2, 1855 ("Silene, or wild pink, how long?"); May 31, 1856 ("Pink, common wild, maybe two or three days"); May 26, 1859 ("Geranium (how long?), behind Bittern Cliff, and wild pink.")

Blue-eyed grass. See note to May 27, 1859 ("Blue-eyed grass out.")