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When the warm rainssucceed winter’s drivingdownpours, and theyoung grass begins tomantle the meadows with tender green, isthe time, of all the year,to be out of doors All the woodsy places are cool and drippingand dim and delicious. A month later theywill be not less beautiful, perhaps, but lessapproachable. The things of Nature grow sophisticatedas the season advances. In theearly springtime they are frank and confiding,and willingly tell the secrets of their growthto him who asks They have time, in thesefirst beginnings of things, for friendly sociability:to show their tiny roots and bulbs,and let us study the delicate, gracious unfoldingsof leaf and bud and blossom. In a fewweeks they will all be too busy, keeping upwith the season’s swift march, to stop andvisit with the lovingest of human friends.