Snowstorms may yet whiten fields and gardens, high winds may howl about the trees and chimneys, but the little blue heralds persistently proclaim from the orchard and the garden that the spring procession has begun to move. — Neltje Blanchan Copy Share Image
Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring - that delicious commingling of the perfume of arbutus, the odor of pines,… — Neltje Blanchan Copy Share
Snowstorms may yet whiten fields and gardens, high winds may howl about the trees and chimneys, but the little blue heralds persistently proclaim from… — Neltje Blanchan Copy Share
Is there any sign of spring quite so welcome as the glint of the first bluebird unless it is his softly whistled song? No… — Neltje Blanchan Copy Share
Long after their associates have gone southward, they linger like the last leaves on the tree. It is indeed "good-bye to summer" when the… — Neltje Blanchan Copy Share
This is exactly how falling in love should be in my opinion. It should be scary yet unflinching. We should fear it but know… — Neltje Blanchan Copy Share
As might be expected of creatures so heavenly in color, the disposition of bluebirds is particularly angelic. Gentleness and amiability are expressed in their… — Neltje Blanchan Copy Share
