by Carl Strang
Having decided that, for me, the arrival of spring will be signaled by the first bloom of one of three species of plants, I have been watching for new growth. A week ago there was practically nothing, but by Saturday a number of white trout lilies had sent up leaves and a few flower buds.
Already this is the latest spring among my five at Mayslake. Today I return after being away a few days, and I hope the wait at last will be over.