February 13, 1772
Wood-pecker laughs. Spring-like weather. Skylark mounts & sings. Crocus begins to blow.
February 11, 1772
Large titmouse sings.. Chaffinch sings. Hot sunshine. Snowdrops blow.
February 10, 1772
Made cucumber bed. Snow gone on the hills. Winter aconite blows.
February 9, 1772
Red-breasts and hedge-sparrows whistle. Snow gone, save under hedges. Ravens seem paired.
February 7, 1772
Cole-mouse picks bones in the yard. The snow has lain on the ground this evening just 21 days; a long period for England!
February 6, 1772
Hard frost, sunshine. Deep snow covers the ground. Beautiful winter-pieces.
February 4, 1772
Considerable driving snow in the night, which powdered the trees & woods in a most beautiful, & and romantic manner. Ground all covered.
February 3, 1772
In the evening of Feb. the 3rd the sheep were ravenous after their hay & before bed-time came a great flight of snow with wind. Sheep are desirous of filling their bellies against bad weather: & are by their voraciousness prognostic of that bad weather. They also frolic & gambol about at such seasons.
February 2, 1772
Much old snow remaining, & the bare places now covered again. Tom-tit attempts it’s spring note.