March 23, 1787
Timothy hides his head under the earth.
Timothy hides his head under the earth.
The tortoise comes forth from his hole. Men open their hop-hills & cut their hops.
Sent me from South Lambeth, two Nectarine-trees; several sorts of curious pinks; some mulberry rasps some scarlet lichnis’s; a root of Monk’s rhubarb.
Women sow wheat. Gossamer abounds. Sowed a bed of Celeri under a hand-glass.
Timothy the tortoise heaves up the earth: he lies under the wall-nut tree.
The cats brought-in a dead house-martin from the stable. I was in hopes at first sight that it might have been in a torpid state; but it was decayed, & dry. Polyanths blow. Jet-ants appear.
The male bloom of the cucumbers opens: the bed is warm, & the plants thrive. Planted more roses from South Lambeth.
Frost, sun, pleasant, spring-like. Pilewort blows.
On this day my niece Edmd White was delivered of a daughter, who encreases my Nephews, & nieces to the number of 48.
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