Thoreau writes in his journal:
Great concert of song sparrows in willows and alders along Swamp Bridge Brook by river . . .
R.W.E. [Ralph Waldo Emerson] saw a small bird in the woods yesterday which reminded him of the parti-colored warbler.
P.M.—To Great Meadows . . .
Counted over forty robins with my glass in the meadow north of Sleepy Hollow, in the grass and on the snow. A large company of fox-colored sparrows in Heywood’s maple swamp close by . . . No ice visible as I look over the meadows from Peter’s, though it lies at the bottom . . .