ON WINGS OF HOPE 9 



sunshine that flooded the south window life began stir- 

 ring in the seedlings blanketed under the oak leaves. A 

 white, furry crosier is uplifted by the hepatica, a fern 

 holds out a coil of green, and an acorn has turned over 

 on its side to reach toward the light the tender pink 

 sprout of a young tree. The joy of gardens is in the air, 

 and when clouds have blown away and the sun is shining 

 again, we shall bid defiance to the vagaries of willful 

 spring and go planting on our own account. 



