34 MOSTLY ABOUT TROUT 



Fitzgerald above. Then, equipped for fly- 

 fishing, we'll go off to his " Meadows in Spring " 

 to meet the swallows. For the present we 

 will keep to the road ; the water-meadows 

 look cold and uninviting. But the turn of 

 the year has really come. The soft silver-grey 

 " pussy-cat " catkins are showing already, 

 the " palms " of the country folk ; soon they 

 will be yellow, powdered with golden pollen. 

 Then the marsh-marigolds will bloom again 

 in the water-meadows. 



These words may be read on a bitter day, 

 with cold winds and driving snow or sleet. 

 But the sun will win. The turn of the year 

 has passed. 



