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SPRING IS HERE

"I know spring is horn, the birds *m to be so happy^nud two dear ckbirds that come every year and mako their home under the eaves at the front of the house, aro back again. In a few weeks we shall hear tho baby blackbirds calling 'tweet, tweet,' and their parents fly to tho beach and tho garden for food for them. Then every day I watch for the little ones to come out and learn to fly." VALEKIE WARD. Evans Bay. "The short winter days aro over, and the trees look bright in their new dresses. Tho flowers croep out of their blankets when they fed the warm sun, and tho little lambs play with their mothers in the fields." —MAEIE M'CRAE. Ngaio. "In spring mostly all tho flowers aro yellow. . . wattle, bulbs, and broom." —ESMA JACOBSON. Wadestown. 'ITho birds have started building their nests. When I was in the country they tried to build in tho lotterboxos along the road-side. Each day the mail man tippod out the hay, then the birds started again. Thero was always quite a heap of hay at each gate." —MAEGAEET BOWIE. Kelburn. "Spring has come bringing with her sweet-scented jonquils and freezias swaying in tho breeze and tall daffodils, gold against the grass. Spring . . . fresh and youug and beautiful Spring showers and the first'new shoots," . —JOAN GOODWIN. Wadestown. "Thcro is a thrush sits at the top of a largo pine tree near our house, and sings to us every night and morning. —PAX GOETZLOF. Wplhngton. "Can't you smell spring and feel spring, now? I love it. And when I am going to school through tho Botanical Gardens. I can soe all the jonquils and daffodils in bloom' on the big .grassy bank. On the hills tho lambs are frisking and further up tho gorso Is a mass of gold." —MAEY KITCHING. Kelburn.

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Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 68, 17 September 1927, Page 14

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SPRING IS HERE Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 68, 17 September 1927, Page 14

SPRING IS HERE Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 68, 17 September 1927, Page 14

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