July 27, 1779
Planted out in trenches four rows of celeri.
Planted out in trenches four rows of celeri.
Puff-balls come up in my grass-plot, & walks: they came from the common in the turf. There are many fairy-rings in my walks, in these the puff-balls thrive best. The fairy-rings alter & vary in their shape.
Golden-crowned wrens, & creepers bring-out their broods.
Dwarf elder blows. Red martagons begin to blow. Large kidney beans bud for bloom. Grapes swell.
Therm. 79! The grass-mowers complain of the heat.
Apricots, the young tree, ripen. Mossed the hills of the white cucumbers to keep them moist.
By the number of swifts round the church which seem to be encreased to more than 30, their young ones must be come out.
A surprizing humming of bees all over the common, tho’ none can be seen! This is frequently the case in hot weather.
Hops are remarkably bad, covered with aphides, & honey-dews.