142 NATURE'S CALENDAR 



June 22 the pond and sees the lilies floating lazily 



in the black water, even the most care- 

 less loiterer cannot avoid noticing the 

 waxiness of many of the flowers. 



On the hills, too, he finds hedges 

 whitened with masses of laurel and the 

 closely set bells of the huckleberries. 

 The graceful tassels of milkweed, pur- 

 ple-tinted, droop in fence corners; and 

 copses, here and there, are covered by 

 the trailing vines of bittersweet, studded 

 with small, thick flowers. The swamps 

 are gay now — first with the brilliant 

 painted cup, then with blue flags, and 

 later wath dainty grass-pinks and adder's 

 mouth. But go where you will, you will 

 find flowers underfoot to please the eye, 

 as overhead the woodland music every- 

 where delights the ear. 



