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- occasional sleet, so we stayed
in and worked:- Tim [Miles Timothy Myres] organizing
bands, Nancy [Mahoney] typing notes and
reading, and I working on my
one lonely violet bud. The aceto-
carmine didn't take on the
first anther, so I picked what
was left of the bud.
Late tonight it was still
damp, but the stars were out
in places.
Westwick Lake Thursday, May 12, 1955
Weather: morning - fine; afternoon - snow
evening fine.
Nancy [Mahoney] and I canoed down to the
marsh at the South end of Westwick
Lake. We found no Grebe nests, but
one new nest woven into the reeds,
probably belonging to a blackbird.
A [female symbol] redwing was making a fuss
while we were beside the nest, so
it probably belonged to her. We
ate lunch in the canoe, and after
curled up in the bottom and tried
to become part of the landscape.
The pippits [pipits], blackbirds and a
pair of horned grebes ignored us
completely. After sitting in the
snow for several hours we came
home and made supper.
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