March 26, 1774

Posted by sydney on Mar 26th, 1774

Peaches, nectarines, & apricots in fine bloom.  No rain since the 9th: stiff ground still very wet.  Thomas began to mow the grass plot.  My new-laid turf, where not damaged by the continual standing of water after the vast rains, looks well.

March 9, 1774

Posted by sydney on Mar 9th, 1774

This was the last day of the wet weather: but the waters were so encreased by this day’s deluge, that most astonishing floods ensued.  This rain & snow, coming on the back of such continual deluges, occasioned a flood in the S. of England beyond anything ever remembered before.  In the night between the 8th and 9th a vast fragment of an hanger in the parish of Hawkely slipped down; & at the same time several fields below were rifted & torn in a wonderful manner: two houses also & a barn were shattered, a road stopped-up, & some trees thrown-down.  50 acres of ground were disordered & damaged by this strange accident.  The turf of some pastures was driven into a sort of waves: in some places the ground sunk into hollows.

March 5, 1774

Posted by sydney on Mar 5th, 1774

Received as a present from Mr Hinton (to whom it was sent from Exeter, with many more) one of Mr William Lucombe’s new variety of oaks: it is said to be evergreen, tho’ raised at first from an acorn belong to a deciduous tree.  They are all grafted on stocks of common oaks.  My specimen is a fine young plant, & well-rooted.  The growth of this sort is said to be wonderful.  Vid: philosoph: transact: V: 62: for the year 1772.

March 4, 1774

Posted by sydney on Mar 4th, 1774

Daws resort to churches.

March 2, 1774

Posted by sydney on Mar 2nd, 1774

Venus shadows.

February 28, 1774

Posted by sydney on Feb 28th, 1774

Much wheat rotted on the ground in the clays.

February 27, 1774

Posted by sydney on Feb 27th, 1774

Ewes die in lambing.

February 26, 1774

Posted by sydney on Feb 26th, 1774

Land-springs rise.  The titmouse, which at this time begins to make two quaint, sharp notes, which some people compare to the whetting of a saw, is the marsh-titmouse.  It is the great titmouse which sings those three chearful notes which the country people say sounds like “sit ye down”: they call the bird by that name.

February 23, 1774

Posted by sydney on Feb 23rd, 1774

Several muscae appear  Skylarks would sing if the wind would permit.

February 20, 1774

Posted by sydney on Feb 20th, 1774

The high wind last night blowed down a large apple tree in the orchard.

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