June 11, 1785
My potatoes do but just sprout above ground. Sweet Williams blow. When the hen fly-catcher sits on her eggs, the cock feeds her with great assiduity, even on ’till past nine in the evening.
June 10, 1785
The late severe winter, & spring seem to have destroyed most of the black snails. Planted-out all the annuals in general down Baker’s hill, & in the garden. The plants are strong, & vigorous, & the season very favourable; the earth is well moistened, & the weather warm, still, shady, & dripping.
June 8, 1785
Planted the bank in the garden, & the opposite border with China asters all the whole length.
June 4, 1785
Several halo’s & mock-suns this morning. Wheat looks black, & gross. Crickets sing much on the hearth this evening: they feel the influence of moist air, & sing against rain. As the great wall-nut tree has no foliage this year, we have hung the meat-safe on Miss White’s Sycomore, which she planted a nut; where it will be much in the air, & be well sheltered from the sun by leaves.
June 2, 1785
Abram Loe came. My well is very low.
May 31, 1785
Thomas persists in picking the cocci off the vine, and has destroyed hundreds.
May 26, 1785
Rose-fly, a green scarab. Tho’ the stream has been dry for some time at Gracious street quite down to Kimber’s mead; yet, when it meets Well-head stream at Dorton, it is little inferior to that. This shows that there are several springs along the foot of the short Lithe, as well as a constant one at Kimber’s.
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