Spring – An experience in immortality.
~ Henry D. Thoreau
… Now a lady came out of the carriage …
…“Miss May,” she called herself, and wore summer clothes and overshoes. She had on a beech-tree-green silk dress, and anemones in her hair, and she was so scented with wild thyme that the sentry had to sneeze...” * H.C. Andersen
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