To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest.


Pudd'nhead Wilson (ed. 1899)


To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest.

To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest.

To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest.

To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest.