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and cold, the days slip by, with very little 

 change in the landscape, until about the 

 fifth of May. Then the sun leaps at a 

 single bound into new activity, and with 

 a glad rush the leaves appear. Not all at 

 once, of course, but they will come on 

 much faster than one would imagine, 

 once the conditions are right. 



This is what the bird-folks have been 

 waiting for, and with a chorus of twitters 

 and chirps they fall to nest-building, with 

 an industry that knows no such word as 

 failure. 



Several spots may be visited before the 

 right one is finally found. The proper 

 building-material may have to be brought 

 from a long distance, and the nest may be 

 blown down by the wind, or destroyed 

 in some other way, before it is finally 

 completed, but they pick and pull, poke 

 and twist, till the home is complete. 



