It is here that she seems to pair, while sipping the sugary exudations of the small white flowers.

The whole of the summer season is spent out of doors, in brief flights from one refreshment-bar to the next.

When autumn comes, with its game, she makes her way into our houses and remains until the hard frosts.
This suits my stay-at-home habits and especially my legs, which are bending under the weight of years.

I need not run after the subjects of my present study; they call on me.

Besides, I have vigilant assistants.
The household knows of my plans.