Wednesday, June 5, 2019

A yellowbird's nest; four eggs, developed

June 5

Sunday. P. M. — To Ball's Hill. 

Cat-briar in flower, how long? 

Allium not out. 

See several ducks, I think both summer and black. 

A yellowbird's nest; four eggs, developed. 

Pigeon woodpecker's nest in a hollow black willow over river; six eggs, almost hatched. 

The new white maple leaves look reddish, and at a distance brown, as if they had not put out yet.

H. D. Thoreau, Journal, June 5, 1859

Allium not out. See June 7, 1857 ("Garlic . . . not yet out"); June 14, 1853 ("The Allium Canadense in Tarbell's meadow. Wild meadow garlic, with its head of bulbs and a few flower- buds, not yet").

Several ducks, both summer and black. See June 4, 1856 (“Found, on a hummock in the open swamp, in the midst of bushes, at the foot of a pitch pine, a nest about ten inches over, made of dry sedge and moss. I think it must have been a duck’s nest.”)

A yellowbird's nest; four eggs, developed. See  June 7, 1855 ("A yellowbird’s nest on a willow bough against a twig, ten feet high, four eggs."); June 9, 1855 ("A yellowbird’s nest eight feet from ground in crotch of a very slender maple"); June 9, 1856 ("A yellowbird’s nest in a poplar on Hubbard’s Bridge; four fresh eggs; ten feet high, three rods beyond fence.")

Pigeon woodpecker's nest in a hollow black willow over river; six eggs, almost hatched. See June 10, 1856 ("In a hollow apple tree, hole eighteen inches deep, young pigeon woodpeckers, large and well feathered.");  June 13, 1855 ("C. finds a pigeon woodpecker’s nest in an apple tree, five of those pearly eggs, about six feet from the ground."); June 13, 1858 ("In the great apple tree front of the Miles house I hear young pigeon woodpeckers")  See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The Pigeon Woodpecker (flicker).





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