The Journal of Edward Ward 1850-51
Thursday, May 29th
Thursday, May 29th
Nine months exactly since our ships were advertised to sail. The morning foggy and drizzling, but cleared up at ten o'clock and a fine warm day. I worked all day till dark without coat or waistcoat, so that it may be imagined May here is milder than November in England. I prepared and planted two beds with cabbage plants and slips of gooseberries and currants—at the Maori house. The soil was the richest humus I ever saw, and must be most prolific. Churning again today—four pounds of butter.