My potatoes do but just sprout above ground. Sweet Williams blow. When the hen fly-catcher sits on her eggs, the cock feeds her with great assiduity, even on ’till past nine in the evening.
The late severe winter, & spring seem to have destroyed most of the black snails. Planted-out all the annuals in general down Baker’s hill, & in the garden. The plants are strong, & vigorous, & the season very favourable; the earth is well moistened, & the weather warm, still, shady, & dripping.
Planted the bank in the garden, & the opposite border with China asters all the whole length.
Several halo’s & mock-suns this morning. Wheat looks black, & gross. Crickets sing much on the hearth this evening: they feel the influence of moist air, & sing against rain. As the great wall-nut tree has no foliage this year, we have hung the meat-safe on Miss White’s Sycomore, which she planted a nut; where it will be much in the air, & be well sheltered from the sun by leaves.
Abram Loe came. My well is very low.
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