May 29, 1780
The tortoise shunned the heat, it was so intense.
May 27, 1780
Large blue flag iris blows. Flesh-flies abound. Timothy the tortoise possesses a much greater share of discernment than I was aware of: & “.. is much too wise to go into a well;” for when he arrives at the haha, he distinguishes the fall of the ground, & retires with caution, or marches carefully along the edge: he delights in crawling up the flower-bank, & walking along it’s verge.
May 19, 1780
Helleborus viridis sheds it’s seeds in my garden, & produces many young plants.
May 18, 1780
Filed-crickets in their pupa-state lie-out before their holes. Magpies tear the missel-thrushes nest to pieces, & swallow the eggs.
May 16, 1780
Wheat looks somewhat yellow. Men sow barley: but the ground is cold, & cloddy.
May 13, 1780
Vines are backward in their shoots, but show rudiments of fruit. The cores of the spruce-firs, produced last year, now fall. After a fast of 7, or 8 months, the tortoise which in Oct. 1779 weighted six pounds 9 oun: & 1/2 averdupoise, weighs now only 6 pounds 4 ounces. Timothy began to break his fast May 17 on the globe-thistle, & American willow-herb; his favourite food is lettuce, & dandelion, cucumber, & kidney-beans.
May 12, 1780
The missel-thrush drives the mag-pies, & Jays from the garden. Lettuces that stood the winter come into use. Hops are poled, but make weak shoots.
May 11, 1780
Tortoise moves about, but does not feed yet.
May 10, 1780
Stormy all night. Tortoise scarce moves during this wet time. Tremella nostoc abound on the grass walks.
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