IN EARLY SPRING—SECOND WEEK OF APRIL 3 
even through the glass, and love, like the 
birds and animals, to bask in it. And look! 
actually, there is a yellow butterfly flitting 
about, and some bees, too, are coming to the 
flowering-currant bush. 
The garden has not been without flowers, 
for the eye catches the white snowdrops 
here and there, but they have faded now. 
The crocuses, yellow, white and _ purple, 
mmo are’ Over’ and! are Pan. israss’ it ibn 
their place, however, the beautiful white 
and blue snow-glories (chionodoxas) have 
been blooming grandly side by side with 
vernal squills purple and white, and the 
Siberian squills of fine turquoise blue. But 
these are passing. White and blue hepaticas 
are there, however, and the bright shining 
butter-yellow lesser celandines open out fully 
as the glorious sun shines on them. The 
yellow Tenby daffodils are gay and the long- 
lasting primroses, well established in several 
shady nooks, keep blooming on—some, indeed, 
have shown flowers even since Christmas 
time. It is too early yet for the wind flowers 
