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come out into a world of beauty, yellow daisies 

 and buttercups and marsh marigolds and ever 

 so many others fill the pastures and meadows. 

 A luxury indeed to close shop for a day and 

 open eyes and ears and heart and drink in of 

 nature to the full until every sense feels the 

 delight of freshness and sweetness. How beau- 

 tiful the trees in their new and rich foliage, how 

 sweet the grass and flowers, full even to over- 

 flow are the birds, with their spring joy. Pertly 

 enough to provoke a smile is the little Chewink, 

 who querulously hops about and would know 

 our errand if near her nest. Airily floats the 

 Blue Bird, adding a gleaming color against 

 the green leafage of the woods, so unique in 

 dress and dainty in song and act. The Scarlet 

 Tanager dashes by us as if on some church 

 errand, but really only after an extra tid-bit 

 for his lunch. The Rose Breasted Grosbeak, 

 modest and shy, and swift of wing, ranking with 

 the Oriole and Tanager for beauty, occasion- 

 ally giving us parts of his song in a flowing 

 warble, a little like the Robin's but more fluent 

 and delicious; a joy to us that he nests in our 

 orchard and is so contented and good. 



May tenth was an ideal bird day and our 

 garden proved a perfect rendezvous for all the 



