July 3

Posted by sydney on Jul 3rd, 2009
  • 1791: July 3, 1791 – My brother’s cow, when there is no extraordinary call for cream, produces three pounds of butter each week.  The footman churns the butter overnight, & puts it in water; in the morning one of my nieces beats it, & makes it up, & prints it.  Mr M. black cluster-grapes in his pine-house seem to be well-ripened.
  • 1790: July 3, 1790 – My hay made into small cocks.  Young swallows come out, & are fed on the wing.  Wood straw-berries ripen.
  • 1789: July 3, 1789 – Alton
    Young swallows on the top of a chimney.  The western sun almost roasted us between Guilford & Farnham, shining directly into our chaise.
  • 1788: July 3, 1788 – Red-backed butcher-bird, or flusher at Little comb.  Gathered a good mess of Rasps for jam.
  • 1786: July 3, 1786 – The fruit of Dr Wesdale’s great St. Germain pear swells, & grows large.  Dwarf kidney-beans begin to pod.  A cloud of swifts over Clapham: they probably have brought out their young.  On this day Thomas got up all my hay in good order, & finished my rick, which contains eight good jobbs or loads; at least six tuns. Thatched & secured my hay-rick.  Two jobbs of the hay were from Baker’s hill, the other six from the meadow, & slip.  Baker’s hill cut the 19th year: the Saint foin is got very thin, but other grasses prevail.
  • 1783: July 3, 1783 – Mr Richardson’s garden abounds with fruit, which ripens a fortnight before mine.  His kitchen-crops are good, tho’ the soil is so light & sandy.  Sandy soil much better for garden-crops than chalky.
  • 1780: July 3, 1780 – The tortoise weighs six pounds & three quarters averdupoise; six pds. 12 oun:
  • 1779: July 3, 1779 – Hops are remarkably bad, covered with aphides, & honey-dews.
  • 1778: July 3, 1778 – Thatched the hay-ricks: delicate hay.
  • 1776: July 3, 1776 – Black-caps are great thieves among the cherries.  The flycatcher is a very harmless & honest bird, medling with nothing but insects.
  • 1773: July 3, 1773 – Ricked my St foin, five jobbs, into a large cock.  It has suffered less than could be expected.  Has lost it’s smell.  Is got full of coarse grass.
  • 1772: July 3, 1772 – Field-pease suffer.  Watered the garden well.
  • 1770: July 3, 1770 – Red pinks begin to blow.  Blackcap sings sweetly.  Titlark sings, & black bird.

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