“My field-mouse had made a set of brand-new tracks; here and there they etched themselves, following the brown flowers. It seemed as if uncommon spirits had seized their little maker, for sometimes he had leaped a yard, the festive mite! There was no other track pursuing; the leaps must have been mere joy.” IfsLittlesHas BeensMadeSometimesJoySpiritFieldsFlowerMereTrackFollowingBrandsBrownLeapMakersYardsMiceHere And ThereUncommonBrand NewFestive Author:Anne Bosworth Greene
“What a strange joy it was to talk, to fish gleefully into the past and fling its fragments about us, with the unfailing aroma of pleasantness that pasts always seem to possess!” SeemsPastJoyStrangeFishesFragmentsFlingAroma Author:Anne Bosworth Greene