The Natural History of Selborne

Men’s St foin burns, & dies away.  The farmers on the sands complain that they have no grass.

The mare lies out.  St foin begins to blow.

Hay making about London.

Saint foin blows, & the Stfoin fly Sphinx filipendula, appears. Rain at Emsworth. Fyfield sprung a fern-owl on the zig-zag which seemed confounded by the glare of the sun, & dropped again immediately. Mr. Bridger sends me a fine present of trouts caught in the stream down at Oakhanger. The distant hills look very blue in the evenings.

Bror Benjn cuts his grass, clover & rye, a decent burden, but much infested with wild chamomile, vulg: margweed: mayweed.

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

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.

A poor gardener in this parish who had three acres of kidney-beans, has lost them all by the frost of last week! Hay finely made, & making. The rudiments of the vine-bloom does not seem to be injured by the late frost.

 in Alton

Captain Dumaresque cuts his St foin.