The Natural History of Selborne

Saw a flie-catcher in the vicarage, I think.

Flesh flies get to be troublesome: hung out the meat-safe.  Mrs Clements &c. left us.

Ashen shoots injured by the late frosts, & kidney-beans & potatoe-sprouts killed.

The down of willows floats in the air, conveying, & spreading about their seeds, & affording some birds a soft lining for their nests.

Vast bloom on my nonpareils.  The orchard is mown for the horses.  Cut the stalks of garden rhubarb to make tarts: the plants are very strong.

The bloom on my white apple is again very great.  Set the middle Bantam hen with eleven eggs: the cook desired that there might be an odd one.

Planted some tricolor violets, & some red cabbages sent from South Lambeth.

Dark & harsh.

Swifts, & house-martins over the Thames at Pangbourne.

A prodigious bloom of apple trees along the road.