Gilbert White

1777: [Between 18th February and 11th April, White was in London and there are only sporadic entries, some possibly by other people.]

1777: Frost, sun.

1777: Ground covered with snow.

1777: The snow is about five inches deep.

1777: Snow, snow, snow, deep snow. Thrushes hunt for shell-snails in the hedges, & eat them.

1777: Turneps rot very fast. Snow covers the ground.

1777: Dark & harsh, some snow, dark & raw, fog, sharp wind.

1777: Black frost, snow on the ground, dark with rime, fog & rime. Cucumber-plants come-up well.

1777: Very harsh day. The fieldfares now feed on sloes, which abound on the hedges. 'Til now I never observed that any birds touched the sloes.

1777: Severe frost, sun, flisky clouds, hard frost.

1777: The garden-quarters are very dry, & dig finely.

1777: Hard frost, some snow, sun & clouds, frost.

1777: Snow-drops blow.

1777: Hard frost, sun, cutting wind, frost.

1777: The Planet Mercury is now to be seen every evening: it is nearer to the horizon than Venus, & more to the right hand setting somewhat S: of the W: about six in the evening. Will be visible about six days longer.

1777: Wet, wet, rain with wind.

1777: Hard frost, bright sun, clouds, stars bright.

1777: Made the seedling cucumber bed.

1777: Rooks resort to their nest-trees.

1777: Sun, dark & brisk wind.

1777: Sun, snow, rain.

1777: Grey & still, cold air.

1777: Frost, sun, grey & harsh.

1777: Dark & harsh.

1777: Fog, dark & still, deep fog.

1777: Warm & still.

1777: Daiseys, winter-aconite, & hepaticas blow. Crocuss swell for bloom.

1777: Grey sun, sweet day. Bees, & flies moving: air full of insects: spiders shoot their webs: butterfly out.

1777: Flies & gnats out, & moving.

1777: Thunder, hail, & rain, sun, grey, rain.