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April... Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers. Edna St. Vincent Millay
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"When the April wind wakes the call for the soil, I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and, as I follow through the fresh and fragrant furrow, I am planted with every foot-step, growing, budding, blooming into a spirit of spring."
"In the spring I have counted one hundred and thirty-six different kinds of weather inside of four and twenty hours."
"Every spring is the only spring - a perpetual astonishment." Ellis Peters
"April hath put a spirit of youth in everything."
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"Anyone who has a bulb has spring. Bulbs don't need much light; they don't need good soil; and they don't need cosseting. They are, in fact, the horticultural equivalent of cats; self-contained, easy-care, and supremely suited to living in New York."
"Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems."
"You start in April and cross to the time of May |
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"If Spring came but once in a century, instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake, and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change! But now the silent succession suggests nothing but necessity. To most men only the cessation of the miracle would be miraculous and the perpetual exercise of God's power seems less wonderful than its withdrawal would be."
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