“Is the spring coming?”he said. “What is it like?” “It is the sun shining on the rain, and the rain falling on the sun.” Frances Hodgson Burnett
Don’t wait for someone to bring you flowers. Plant your own garden and decorate your soul. Luther Burbank
Come with me into the woods, where spring is advancing, as it does, no matter what, not being singular or particular, but one of the forever gifts, and certainly visible. Mary Oliver.
That is one good thing about this world – There are always sure to be more springs. L.C. Montgomery
It is spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t know quite what it is you want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! Mark Twain
Flowers are the music of the ground. From earth’s lips spoken without sound. Edwin Carran
April has searched the winterland And found her petted flowers again; She kissed them to unfold her leaves, She coaxed them with her sun and rain,
And filled the grass with green content, And made the woods and clover vain. Hannah R Hudson
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” Margaret Atwood
