“They heard and felt the breath of spring, and they stirred with new life and hope. There was a good, new smell in the air, a smell of earth waking after its long sleep.”more info
source: The Trumpet of the Swan (New York: HarperCollins, 2000), 9.
“I love baseball. I live for the spring. It gets me through half of the year, and then I have to figure out how to make it through the other half. There’s a real poetry to baseball. It’s like life, because for a long period of time absolutely nothing happens. And then all of a sudden, ‘A triple play, unassisted!’”more info
source: “Emmylou Harris,” interviewed by Lucinda Williams, BOMB magazine, Issue 59, Spring 1997.
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”more info
source: Great Expectations (New York: Vintage, 2012), 403.
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“For gardeners, this is the season of lists and callow hopefulness; hundreds of thousands of bewitched readers are poring over their catalogues, making lists for their seed and plant orders, and dreaming their dreams.”more info
source: “A Romp in the Catalogues,” March 1, 1958 in Onward and Upward in the Garden (Boston: Beacon Press, 2002), 3.
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“No matter what changes take place in the world, or in me, nothing ever seems to disturb the face of spring.”more info
source: “A Report in Spring,” in Essays of E. B. White (New York: Harper & Row, 1977), 15.
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“You can never hold back spring.”more info
source: “You Can Never Hold Back Spring” (written with his wife, Kathleen Brennan) Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards (ANTI-, 2006).
“On the wide level acres of the valley the topsoil lay deep and fertile. It required only a rich winter of rain to make it break forth in grass and flowers. The spring flowers in a wet year were unbelievable. The whole valley floor, and the foothills too, would be carpeted with lupins and poppies. Once a woman told me that colored flowers would seem more bright if you added a few white flowers to give the colors definition. Every petal of blue lupin is edged with white, so that a field of lupins is more blue than you can imagine. And mixed with these were splashes of California poppies. These too are of a burning color—not orange, not gold, but if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream, that golden cream might be like the color of poppies.”more info