May 30, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 30th, 1778
Barn-owls are out in the day, taking their prey in the sunshine about noon.
May 27, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 27th, 1778
The missel-thrush sings much: his song is loud, & clear, but without any variety; consisting of only two or three wild notes.
May 21, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 21st, 1778
Rooks bring their young out, after the chafers.
May 19, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 19th, 1778
Blowing & cold. In such weather as this the swifts seldom appear. Bees suffer, & get weak.
May 18, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 18th, 1778
The wind damages the flowers, & beats-off the blossoms from the apple & pear-trees.
May 16, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 16th, 1778
Nightingales visit my fields & sing awhile: but withdraw, & travel on: some years they breed with me.
May 8, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 8th, 1778
Sowed the Ewel-close, now barley, with 12 pounds of white clover, two bushels of Rye-grass, & a quarter of meadow-grass seeds from a farmer’s hay-loft. The ground is too wet, & will not harrow well. Strong wheat-land.
May 4, 1778
Posted by sydney on May 4th, 1778
The king & queen are this day at Portsmouth to see the fleet at Spithead. There were five general running firings, which shook my house & made the windows jar. The firings were at ten, twelve, on, four.
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