IN NORFOLK BY THE SEA 173 



cattle-rails, and glorious marsh orchis* makes crimson 

 all the grass. 



But the summer day is drawing to its close. Two 

 months hence the story will again be changed. Even 

 earlier than that the sea-lavender will make of all 

 the marsh an amethystine sea. And then going 

 south again will come the nesting parties of the 

 birds — godwits, knots, stints, curlew-sandpipers, and 

 all their following — some already putting on their 

 winter plumage, but many still in summer dress. 



And so will wear the season on until once more the 

 winter falls and brings again the whistling swans. 



* Orchis latifolia. ^ ^ /S^.'?', 





