Quotes About Seasons

We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la.

I'd never be able to keep this place if it didn't pay for itself," he said. "It's absurd for one person or family to own something like this, but here we are. Now it earns its keep by hosting weddings and events, film shoots, things like that. Spring and summer, Christmas and New Year's . . . those are the busiest times.

Uno di quei crepuscoli di mezza stagione, quando per un attimo l'aria pare condensare in sé estate e autunno.

Summer's heat had never really arrived, nor the cold in it's turn, and everything living now seemed to yearn for sun with the anguish of the unloved. The world of sensible seasons had come undone.

Already? How can this be?" I would ask, shattered by the terrible truth that I needed a three-ring binder and some #2 pencils. It's not that school was a bad thing. Summer was just so much better.

mountains. They stand at every view, like a mother offering a blanket in which to wrap everyday life and shelter it from useless. dreads. In june they are walls of white rhodendron blossom. In autumn the forests set themselves afflame with color. Even winter has its icy charms.

If it had been July, my heart already would have cracked for the beauty. As it was, I might die of loneliness.

On a bare branch a crow is perched - autumn evening

Did you ever consider how ridiculous it would be to try to cram on a farm—to forget to plant in the spring, play all summer and then cram in the fall to bring in the harvest? The farm is a natural system.

When … days lengthen, spring flowers bloom. … Spring flowers are inseparable from lengthening days; … Indeed, spring flowers are the longer days. … [A]ll phenomena work together as a seamless whole.

Finding missing mittens is hard work. It would be easier to grow new ones! Let's try planting the other mitten right here in the garden. Next spring when the snow melts, a little mitten tree might sprout. Miss Seltzer and I would take good care of it all summer long. In the fall we'd pick the ripe mittens. Then I'd give mittens on Christmas. And mittens on birthdays. And mittens on Valentine's Day!

I love summertime more than anything else in the world. That is the only thing that gets me through the winter, knowing that summer is going to be there.

I love life, even when bad things happen to me. I can't stop loving it. Every season of the year comes with a promise that something wonderful is going to happen to me someday.

Each time of life has its own kind of love.

I walk through the seasons and always the birds are singing and screaming and keening for love When you're with me it seems so absurd that I should be jealous of the jay and the dove.

Ye flowers that drop, forsaken by the spring, Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing, Ye trees that fade, when Autumn heats remove, Say, is not absence death to those who love?

The older I grow the more do I love spring and spring flowers. Is it so with you?

There are days when none of us can bear it, but the good comes around again. Happiness is seasonal, like anything else. Wait it out. There are people who love you. People who can help.

To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.

The Seasons Difference is a suave and urbane comedy about several immense abstractions - faith, innocence, loneliness, and love.

Not yesterday I learned to know The love of bare November days Before the coming of the snow.

And the seasons they go round and round

That is how a farmer walks across the soil in spring--and later, in summer, the traces of his steps are obscured by the billowing richness of the wheat he once sowed.

Leaf-fall was in full swing, which meant leadbare wasn't far off.Her thirst quenched, Frostpaw was giving herself a quick grooming when Mothwing bounded down the bank and came to a halt beside her.