August 19, 1791
Posted by sydney on Aug 19th, 1791
The young men left us, & went to Funtington. A second crop of beans, long pods, come in. Sweet day, golden eve, red horizon. Some what of an autumnal feel.
The young men left us, & went to Funtington. A second crop of beans, long pods, come in. Sweet day, golden eve, red horizon. Some what of an autumnal feel.