February 21, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 21st, 1789
Yesterday I fixed some nuts in the chinks of some gate-posts in a part of my outlet where Nuthatches used to haunt: & to day I found that several of them were drilled, & the kernels gone.
February 19, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 19th, 1789
A large bank in Burrant garden covered with winter-aconites, which have been there more than 40 years. Missel thrush sings on one of the firs.
February 13, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 13th, 1789
Lined the hot-bed screen with reeds. Cucumbers come-up well: bed works well.
February 12, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 12th, 1789
About this time Miss Chase, & Miss Rebecca Chase sailed for Madras in the Nottingham India-man.
February 8, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 8th, 1789
The open catkins illuminate the hazels; these are the male blossoms: the fameal are so minute as to be scarce discernible.
February 5, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 5th, 1789
As one of farmer Spencer’s cows was gamboling, & frisking about last summer on the edge of the short Lythe, she fell, & rolled over to the bottom. Yet so far was she from receiving any injury by this dangerous tumble, that she fattened very kindly, & being killed this spring proved fine beef.
February 4, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 4th, 1789
Green rye has a delicate soft tinge in its colour, distinguishable from that of wheat at a considerable distance.
February 1, 1789
Posted by sydney on Feb 1st, 1789
Boys play at taw on the Plestor. Two of the Bantam hens lay each an egg.
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