We had all our dog-days in September this year. It was too dry before, even for fungi. Only the last three weeks have we lead any fungi to speak of. Nowadays I see most of the election-cake fungi, with crickets and slugs eating them . . .

  P.M.—To lygodium . . .

  I perceive in various places, in low ground, this afternoon, the sour scent of cinnamon ferns decaying.
It is an agreeable phenomenon, reminding me of the season and of past years.

  So many maple and pine and other leaves have now fallen that in the woods, at least, you walk over a carpet of fallen leaves . . .