Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The foxglove, with it's stately bells Of purple, shall adorn thy dells. — David Macbeth Moir Copy Share Image
“Autumn has a hungry heart - September is the beginning of death.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
My Dad always told me ‘Flowers mean I’m sorry, chocolates mean I love you.’ — Lauren Conrad Copy Share Image
“If you place two flowers in the same vase, they will not argue over who is more beautiful.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
The clamours of spring are the same old delicate noises, The earth renews its magical youth at a breath. — Arthur Symons Copy Share Image
“the spring air just on the cold side of perfect, the late-afternoon light heavenly in its hurtfulness. a” — John Green Copy Share Image
You write about my flower as if I think and see what you think and see of the flower - and I… — Georgia O'Keeffe Copy Share Image
“Justice is like some unnatural hybrid flower you people have bred. It will not live long unless you keep it sheltered and… — Adrian Tchaikovsky Copy Share Image
Wherever God has planted you, you must know how to flower - translated from a French saying — Alan Furst Copy Share Image
Nothing is less promising than precocity. A young thistle is more like a future tree than is a young oak. — Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach Copy Share Image
The tree of nonsense is watered with error, and from its branches swing the pumpkins of disaster. — Nick Harkaway Copy Share Image
We all know that a winter scene, though it may be covered over one day, with even the trees dressed in shawls… — Arthur Golden Copy Share Image
And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks of her dress in a strange bedroom-- feels the autumn dropping its… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
If we wish to have the light, we must keep the sun; if we wish to keep our forests we must keep… — Fulton J. Sheen Copy Share Image
Everywhere I find the signature, the autograph of God, and he will never deny his own handwriting. God has set his tabernacle… — Joseph Parker Copy Share Image
Spring starts in January in the Ozarks, lurches on in a complicated way, with spurts and setbacks, until May. Then, early in… — Sue Hubbell Copy Share Image
When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
I have walked this south stream when to believe in spring was an act of faith. It was spitting snow and blowing,… — Ann Zwinger Copy Share Image
“white calla lily has one petal; euphorbia has two; iris, lily and trillium have three; buttercup, columbine, larkspur pinks and wild rose… — V. Raghunathan Copy Share Image
