January 16, 1777
Posted by sydney on Jan 16th, 1777
Grey sun, sweet day. Bees, & flies moving: air full of insects: spiders shoot their webs: butter-fly out.
Grey sun, sweet day. Bees, & flies moving: air full of insects: spiders shoot their webs: butter-fly out.
Thaw. Tipulae are playing about as if there had been no frost today.
Bottles of water frozen in chambers. Haws frozen on the hedges & spoiled so as to be no longer of any service to the birds.
Dark & thawing, frost, snow on the ground. Larks congregate roads hard, & beaten.