3 etc then sailed for the [larger] on coming towards shore wind came furiously in avalanches raising the whitecaps waves beat into boat wh[ich] was kept from sinking by baling-[ ]
The Bird time of day is among the morning sunbeams when the sunbeams begin to sift thro [through] the treetops, lie down in a silver fir thicket at night & wait for their coming in wakening day. 50 or sixty visited my grove this morn on the edge of a green forest meadow where white violets grow all year. The night wind was a mere soft breathing & the meadow brook was heard plainly speaking & singing its pebbly words [& songs] The stars made themselves felt like flowers with exciting fragrance & the great moon looked down into the recesses of the shadowy wood as if giving all her attention to its concerns Some bird I regret a stranger to me uttered a sweet low note simple & unrelated. at intervals of 3 or 4 seconds then a broad voiced owl hooted across the meadows Soon there became silent & all the night was given to the moon & stars Only the brook spoke seemingly more & more earnestly & eloquently.
Original journal dimensions: 20 x 15 cm.
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