There was certainly plenty to watch and to listen to. The tree which Digory had noticed was now a full.grown beech whose branches swayed gently above his head. They stood on cool， green grass， sprinkled with daisies and buttercups. A little way off， along the river bank， willows were growing. On the other side tangles of flowering currant， lilac， wild rose， and rhododendron closed them in. The horse was tearing up delicious mouthfuls of new grass.
