Wednesday 18th November 1914

There was a misty rain in the morning and I seized the chance of planting out Zinnias, Stocks and Asters, but it soon cleared up, the sun came out and the wind changed to the SW and blew strong. Went down to the village in the afternoon to post a letter and to take a bunch of roses to the butcher for his wife.

Willie was cutting open tins for spraying.