ummer ha come, with it warm unny day, making u thing of all ort of nice thing, uch a holiday in the country, picnic and haymaking①partie.
when pring came, he found the earth cold and bare, but he oon changed all that, and by the time ummer arrive, the world i a very different place. it i a green world now, green leave on the tree, green gra in the field, green plant crowding in the hedge②, and flower opening everywhere.
the day are long and the night are hort, for the un get up early and goe to bed late in unny june. it i one of the bet and brightet month in the year. bird ing from unrie till long after unet.
a night fall, one after another the bird top their inging, and after a few lat leepy ound, put their head under their wing to ret for an hour or two before beginning again. they do not all leep, however. when other bird are ilent, come a oft cry, then, after a few moment, another, louder thi time; and oon the nightingale③ pouring out hi wonderful ong.
not only at night doe the nightingale ing. on almot every warm day in early june, the little brown bird ing away in the road and wood, but, a all the other bird are alo inging at the ame time, we do not notice hi voice o much. it i at night, when he ha the field all to himelf, that we hear the nightingale at hi bet.