Spring. Morning.

Within a Park on a Spring morning.

A clear, light-blue sky, against which is shown, in places,
the interlaced dark-brown branches of trees, dotted with green,
yellow, and red buds.

The green sward in front slopes up towards the back, but in
no way high enough to prevent a view of the spaciousness of the
Park behind. In the centre of the slope are a few wide steps lead-
ing to the top, where, a little to one side, stands a War Memorial
in the form of a steel-helmeted soldier, the head bent on the breast,
skeleton-like hands leaning on the butt-end of a rifle. Bushes
allow the figure to be seen only from the waist up. The body
and arms of the figure are shaped in a sharply defined way; the
hat a wide circle; and the features are cut in long, sharp, and
angular lines. The figure stands out grey against the blue sky
and the green shrubs, and seems to be shrinking back from the
growing interests brought into being by new life and her thrusting
activities.

The rise of the slope is sprinkled with large, formalized
figures of daffodils.

At the foot of the slope are paths branching to the right and to
the left, that on the left flowing into a wider one encircling the
Park lake, from which can be occasionally heard the cries of the
water-fowl swimming on the water or preening themselves on
the banks.

Birds are heard singing in a subdued but busy way, as they
search for food or build their nests.

Formally shaped chairs are here and there, and one or two
stiff and dignified-looking benches are near the foot of the slope.

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