JUNE. 



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The Honeysuckle is bursting, and the various red, pink, and 

 yellow tinted Sycamore leaves in the woods, where the sun hardly 

 ever penetrates, are quite a study. 



Rhododendrons are still blooming freely, and various Rushes 

 are in flower. Many Small Garden White, Orange-tip, Meadow Brown* 

 and Brimstone Butterflies flying about; also many small Moths. 



One is struck with the beauty of common things, as well as the 

 Science of them. To-day I noticed the red-tipped leaves of the 

 Common Dock- weed; even these have a charm not to be despised. 



PRETTY SINNERS. 



The Great Bat is 'about. This species, the Pipistrelle, and the 

 Long-eared Bats, are the three best known in our Country. 



We rambled down a favourite green lane this evening, and could 

 not help nothing the natural impulse there always is to sit down on 

 that soft green spot by the lichened gate. We somehow never pass 

 it when the weather is fine. It is quite an institution in our rambles 

 in that particular lane. 



