It sang and sounded pretty, and it pulled you up and pushed you out, but really it was a fool thing, as I very well knew.

I couldn't imagine daisies peeping through frozen grass.

Any baby should have known they bloomed in July.

Skunk cabbage always came first, and hepatica.

If I had looked from any of our windows and seen daisies and buttercups in March, I'd have fallen over with the shock.