September 13, 1791
Posted by sydney on Sep 13th, 1791
My well is very low, & the water foul! Timothy eats voraciously. Winged female ants migrate from their nests, & fill the air. These afford a dainty feast for the hirundines, all save the swifts; they being gone before these emigrations, which never take place till sultry weather in August, & September.