May 14 - S.C. 53 less mellow than in Poorwill, the accent on first and especially the last syllable, and the latter rolled—buried with r's, the whole repeated without taking breath an interminable length of time, unmoving, until the ear becomes almost numb to it. Then a Barred Owl close at hand made a weird series of sounds— reminding one much of the Spotted Owl. A Horned Owl across the river from the Virginia shore hooted exactly as they do in California. Two Morning Doves called across the river at late dusk; and a Green Heron hurried up-stream; later, a Nighthawk sounded. Was up at daylight, 4:30, this morning, just as the Wood Thrushes were setting up a great noise. I heard a Whip-poor-will and a Barred Owl; and the Green Heron hurried past down the river. Birds noted