Ah, those sun-sparkles on Dudley Pond in this November day! What a heaven to live in! . . .

  4 P. M.—I find ice under the north side of woods nearly an inch thick, where the acorns are frozen in, which have dropped from the overhanging oaks and been saved from the squirrels, perchance by the water. W. E. C. says he found a ripe strawberry last week in Berkshire. Saw a frog at the Swamp Bridge on back road.