Brighter days and wings of hope

 

Sir,– The daffodils are past their peak, the rhubarb is just delicious and the grass is bursting out, but the real sign that the year has finally turned was a flight of migrating whopper swans passing overhead, chatting and honking like a bus-load of schoolchildren on their way to their first overseas trip. – Yours, etc,

JOHN K ROGERS,

Rathowen,

Co Westmeath.