 Heavenly Herald dainty daffodil your golden trumpet fanfares the dawning of spring - Jan Allison
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 Flowers rewrite soil, water, and sunshine into petal'd poetry. ~ Terri Guillemets, "The graceful and beauteous," 1988   "Hark, I hear a robin calling! List, the wind is from the south! And the orchard-bloom is falling Sweet as kisses on the mouth. In the dreamy vale of beeches Fair and faint is woven mist, And the river's orient reaches Are the palest amethyst. Every limpid brook is singing Of the lure of April days; Every piney glen is ringing With the maddest roundelays. Come and let us seek together Springtime lore of daffodils, Giving to the golden weather Greeting on the sun-warm hills." - Lucy Maud Montgomery, Spring Song  "The author O'Henry taught me about the value of the unexpected. He once wrote about the noise of flowers and the smell of birds - the birds were chickens and the flowers were dried sunflowers rattling against a wall." - Chuck Jones, cartoon artist & animator  "The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word, which nature directs towards him." - Auguste Rodin |
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