Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. –Henry James Enjoying a lovely summer day strolling among the roses in Portland’s Rose Garden. Such beautiful sights and smells.
HOW happy the holly-tree looks, and how strong, Where he stands like a sentinel all the year long. Neither dry summer heat nor cold winter hail Can make that gay warrior tremble or quail. He has beamed all the year, but bright scarlet he’ll glow When the ground glitters white with the fresh fallen snow….
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Autumn’s the mellow time. –William Allingham
“Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending.” – Carl Bard Save
“If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.” –Nadine Stair
A tulip doesn’t strive to impress anyone. It doesn’t struggle to be different than a rose. It doesn’t have to. It is different. And there’s room in the garden for every flower.” – Marianne Williamson
Late February days; and now, at last, Might you have thought that winter’s woe was past; So fair the sky was, and so soft the air. ~William Morris
“Hands of time move us forward, never back. Only memories frozen in mind, can we re-enact.” Robert M. Hensel
“God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.” James Matthew Barrie
You may delay, but time will not. — Benjamin Franklin