Edwin Way Teale Quote
I see, when I bend close, how each leaflet of a climbing rose is bordered with frost, the autumn counterpart of the dewdrops of summer dawns. The feathery leaves of yarrow are thick with silver rime and dry thistle heads rise like goblets plated with silver catching the sun.
A walk through the year (ed. Dodd Mead, 1978) - ISBN: 9780396076216