[Jan.] 22d. W. S.E. Clouds .33 Hoar frost. Warm and balmy – the most exquisitely refined of all that is lovely in bright hushed springtime. Most every bundle of plant life has been unrolled and mother Earth is brooding her beautiful children with loving appreciation of their coming glory. Lark song this evening os “Chee, cheel cheedildy choodildy.” Perched upon a stone or old post they will repeat these words to music that is invariable for an hour at a time. Sweet humanic song is this of “the holy lark” but doubtless there are ears to whom the small peepings and chapperings of the other little feathered people are equally sweet. [Jan.] 23d. W. S.E. Clouds .90. Rain 3 hrs. P.M. Yesterday was the Saturday of a glorious weather-week – its first day, 15th, was between light and dark. Heat and frost, wind and calm, and it developed from day to day like a flower in atmospheres of purple and gold – by far the sweetest, brightest, balmiest cluster of radiant January days I ever beheld. [Jan.] 24. W. N.W. Clouds .33 l[igh]t, large pattern. There are a great many beautiful snowy mist-lakes on the mountain hills, and evening comes grandly on. This morning while observing the movements of my flock from a round hill towards Snellings I saw a coyote stealing from a thicket of dead weeds and earnestly watching an opportunity for a lamb. I did not make any allowance for his morning hunger, but almost wished I had
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