Posted by sydney on Feb 28th, 1771
Blackbird whistles. Helleborus viridis emerges, & shows it’s flower budds. Bror Henry’s field opposite his house. was fallowed for barley before the two frosts, all save the headlands: mem: to enquire if the earlier fallowing in that part proved of any advantage.
Posted by sydney on Feb 9th, 1771
A Decanter of water froze in my chamber. Thermomr abroad 28. Eggs in the ovary of a turkey-pullet about the size of mustard-seeds. Mem: to enquire when the pullets of the same brood will begin to lay.
Posted by sydney on Feb 6th, 1771
Frost, sun, fog, rain, sown. Bunting twitters.
Posted by sydney on Feb 5th, 1771
Warm fog. Grey crows. Creeping mist over the meadows.
Posted by sydney on Feb 3rd, 1771
Hens sit. Soft, spring-like weather. Rooks resort to their nest-trees.