“December. The days begin white and glittering with snow---on the roof, the branches of the sycamore, where a robin has taken up… — Emilia Hart Copy Share Image
Flowers belong to Fairyland: the flowers and the birds and the butterflies are all that the world has kept of its golden… — Ouida Copy Share Image
When you get to be my age, you begin to count how many Mays you have left - the best time of… — Robert Bateman Copy Share Image
