The wind beats the buds off the trees, & blows the cabbages out of the ground. The planet Venus appears. On this day my niece Clement was brought to bed of her fifth child, a boy, who makes my 44th nephew, & niece, all now living.
The water-ouzel is living, & recovered of its wound.
The grass is long enough to wave before the wind. Wheat turns some what yellow.
Timothy, contrary to his usual practice, lies out all day in the rain.
Plolyanths make a fine show. Pastures yellow with bloom of dandelion, & with cowslips.
Great showers, & hail all around. Showers of hail at a distance look of a silvery colour. Rain-bow. The hanger is bursting into leaf every hour. A progress in the foliage may be discerned every morning, & again every evening.
Cut two fine cucumbers; & began to eat the brown lettuces under the fruit-wall, where they stood the winter. Lettuce well-loaved, & very fine.
Made the annual-bed for a large three-light frame with 3 loads of dung.
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