May 22, 1779

Posted by sydney on May 22nd, 1779

Nightingales have eggs.  They build a very inartificial nest with dead leaves, & dry stalks.  Their eggs are of a dull olive colour.  A boy took my nest with five eggs: but the cock continues to sing: so probably they will build again.

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