There was a heavy lightning and thunder storm in the night last night. I built a shed for my buckboard (if I ever get it) this forenoon and grubbed out some bushes so I can drive around the sheds. Hitched Jimmie to the cultivator this afternoon and cultivated the line patch up by the woods and the garden and corn among the plum trees. Was just going to draw wood when Fred Neill came to plow for buckwheat, and I got him to turn over the rest of the ground in the plum orchard. I had to help around the trees and also grubed[sic] some. Fred and Jessie were her to supper. It sprinkled some tonight. Feel pretty tired.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)