"We ought to be thankful for the sun that makes them grow, too," said Davy.
"And we must not forget the One to whom all thanks are due," added his mother.
And as the November day closed in they gathered around the big open fire, and were happy and cheerful in the blaze of the same sunbeams that had shone on the great forests which had perished so many ages ago.
DECEMBER
DECEMBER
I
NEW GARDENS IN THE WINDOWS
DECEMBER was a month for putting things away. The envelopes of seeds which Davy and Prue and the Chief Gardener had gathered were all put into separate tin boxes, and these boxes were put in a dry place on the top cupboard shelf, where they would not be disturbed. The bulbs and roots were also put into dry boxes in the basement, and the different kinds labelled in large plain letters by Davy, who could print very nicely indeed.