Seasons
“At last came the golden month of the wild folk—honey-sweet May, when the birds come back, and the flowers come out, and the air is full of the sunrise scents
and songs of the dawning year.” Samuel Scoville Jr. Wild Folk
“Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.” Chad Sugg
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” Lauren DeStefano
“There is harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be,
as if it had not been.” Percy Bysshe Shelley
“One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the spring.” Aldo Leopold
“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering ‘it will be happier’” Alfred Lord Tennyson
and songs of the dawning year.” Samuel Scoville Jr. Wild Folk
“Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.” Chad Sugg
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” Lauren DeStefano
“There is harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be,
as if it had not been.” Percy Bysshe Shelley
“One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the spring.” Aldo Leopold
“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering ‘it will be happier’” Alfred Lord Tennyson