Thoreau writes in his journal:
sparrow or two to-day, maybe a song sparrow? Mallows still in bloom, and hedge-mustard.
P.M.—To Annursnack and Cedar Swamp.
There is a clear air and a strong northwest wind drying up the washed earth after the heavy rain of yesterday. The road looks smooth and white as if washed and swept . . .
6.30 P.M.—To Baker Farm by boat. It is full moon, and a clear night, with a strong northwest wind; so C. [William Ellery Channing] and I must have a sail by moonlight . . .
