A poor gardener in this parish who had three acres of kidney-beans, has lost them all by the frost of last week! Hay finely made, & making. The rudiments of the vine-bloom does not seem to be injured by the late frost.
Straw-berries, scarlet, cryed about. Straw-berries dry, & tasteless. Quail calls in the field next to the garden.
The gale rises, & falls with the sun. Levant weather. Some house-martins at Stockwell-chappel.
Ice thick as a crown piece. Potatoes much injured, & whole rows of kidney-beans killed: nasturtiums killed.
The tortoise took his usual ramble, & could not be confined within the limits of the garden. His pursuits, which seem to be of the amorous kind, transport him beyond the bounds of his usual gravity at this season. He was missing for some days, but found at last near the upper malt-house.
Bror. Ben cuts his hay. Pease are cryed about at 1s. 6d. per peck. Kidney-beans & potatoes are injured by the frost of saturday night.
Bror. Thomas cuts cauliflowers. The foliage on the Lombardy-poplars is very poor.
Some fly-catchers: but they do not yet begin to build. Carrots drawn.
Lactuca virosa spindles for bloom: the milky juice of this plant is very bitter, & acrid.
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