The Natural History of Selborne

Nothing grows in the garden.

Ricked in two summer-cocks five jobbs of St foin in most curious order.  Young martins hatched.  Apples, & pears but few.  Titlark whistles still.

Phallus impudicus olet.  Showers about.

Rain-b0w. Rock-like clouds.  Sweet evening.  Moonshine.

Cut my St. foin.

Dark & cold, sun, clouds.

St foin housed about Winton.

Sheep are shorn.  St foin cut.

Swifts sit, & come out of an evening to feed for a few minutes.

Tearing wind which damaged all the gardens.