The Natural History of Selborne

Corn looks finely.  Pricked-out some good celeri-plants.  Turned the horses into Berriman’s field.

The potatoes, killed-down by the frost, shoot again.

Hops are very lousy, & want a good shower.  Washed the cherry-trees against the wall with a white-wash brush:  they are full of aphides, but have a vast crop of fruit.

Cut the tall hedge down Baker’s hill.

The late frost cut-down the fern, & scorched many trees.  Wheat spindles for ear.

Goose-berries, & currans are coddled on the trees by the frost.  Planted the basons in the fields with the annuals.  Began to tack the vine-shoots:  there will be a tollerable bloom.  The potatoes in the meadow seem to be all killed.  Aphides prevail on the many fruit-trees.  Medlar-tree blows.  The sun at setting shines up my great walk.

Kidney-beans in a poor way: they have all been in danger of rotting.

Mr. Pink is obliged to leave 26 acres of barley-ground unsown. Feverish colds begin to be very freqent in this neighbourhood, & indeed the country over. Within the bills of mortality this disorder is quite epidemic, so that hardly an individual escapes. This complaint seems to have originated in Russia, & to have extended all over Europe. The great inclemency of the spring may best account for this universal malady.

Tulips are gone.  The heat injures the flowers in bloom.  St foin in full bloom.  Fly-catcher has five eggs.

Grass-walks burn very much.  Ground chops.  Roses begin to blow.  Wheat spindles for ear.