The Natural History of Selborne

My Brother’s gardener cut his first melon, a Romagna.

Bro. Ben ricked ye hay of eleven acres of ground in delicate order.

Scarlet strawberries at 2s. per pottle.  Red-backed butcher-bird, or Flusher, in Bro. Ben’s outlet.

At S. Lambeth

Blue mist.  Hay-making is general about Clapham & South Lambeth:  Bror. Benjamin  has eight acres of hay down, & making.

Mr. Edmd. White, & Captain Dumaresque cut their Saint foin.

Bror. Ben cuts his hay.  Pease are cryed about at 1s. 6d. per peck.  Kidney-beans & potatoes are injured by the frost of saturday night.

Bror. Thomas cuts cauliflowers.  The foliage on the Lombardy-poplars is very poor.

Honey-suckles begin to blow.  Columbines very fine.  Mr. Richardson has left us.

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.