WHAT MEMBERS SAY

Waikato Times, Volume 125, Issue 20887, 19 August 1939, Page 21 (Supplement)

WHAT MEMBERS SAY

Spring Days This morning I picked a fragrant button-hole of about, eighteen violets so Lady Spring is surely on her way now, isn’t she? I am just longing to see myriads of golden daffodils nodding their exquisite heads in the breeze. And they will soon be here now, won’t they? 1 am also awaiting the Spring Page for it seems to herald the arrival of laughing, fragrant, Spring and the departure of brooding, icicled Old Man Winter, says Sweet Leilani. Spring Spring is the most glorious season of the year, a.s everything seems to be alive. The trees which shed their leaves during the autumn are now bursting into leaf and blossom, while the owers are making quite a show in the gardens, and even the insects and flies which have slept through the winter are making their appearance. The little lambs and calves frisk in the sun. and play around their mothers, and there are'quite a hat of these little animals to be seen now. The birds are mating, and are whistling in the trees welcoming the spring. They will soon be busy making their nests

and laying their eggs. Everything, and everybody, seem bright, and happy, enjoying every minute of the beautiful spring weather, says Ilaroid Bergmen. Signs of Spring After a long dreary winter it is wonderful to welcome spring, with its gay flowers and tall trees with their fre.sh green leaves, isn’t it Peter? Spring is the time when people plant out most of their vegetables and summer flowers. The pussy willows are coming into bud, and these are th • trees the dear little birds like to nest in. Everywhere the birds are flying io their nesting places, with bits of straw, wool, and leaves to help to build their nests. Spring is the be>t season in the year for the grass, because it is warm and damp. The flowers are also bursting forth into bloom, with all their rich perfumes and bright colours. It also is milking season, and the timid little calve* trot beside their mothers, and frisk' little lambs chase each other. Spring turns our thoughts to lighter clothing and we begin to prepare our sumim r frocks. The rooms too look bright* r with owers in them, says Tinkerbed.