January 3, 1789

Posted by sydney on Jan 3rd, 1789

Rime hangs on the trees all day.  Turner’s well-diggers have sunk his well about six feet.  It is now about on a level with mine, viz. about 63 feet deep.  They came to-day to a hard blue rag, & a little water.

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