The Natural History of Selborne

Several wood-cocks seen this day: stone curlews are not yet gone.

Timothy does not stir.

Gathered-in a great many grapes, because the vines cast their leaves.  The crop of grapes is prodigious: perhaps the greatest I ever had.

Some snow on the ground.  Many trees were stripped last night: vine-leaves begin to fall.  Winter-weather.  Gathered the barberries, a vast crop.

The tortoise begins to dig mould for his winter-retreat: he has much moss in his coop, under which he conceals himself.

Planted out some slips of red pinks: & set some rows of Tulips.

Timothy, who is placed under a hen-coop near the fruit-wall, scarce moves at all.

Leaves fall very fast.  My hedges shew beautiful lights, & shades: the yellow of the tall maples makes a fine contrast against the green hazels.