“Through all the frozen winter
My nose has grown most lonely
For lovely, lovely, colored smells
That come in springtime only.

The purple smell of lilacs,
The yellow smell that blows
Across the air of meadows
Where bright forsythia grows.

The tall pink smell of peach trees,
The low white smell of clover,
And everywhere the great green smell
Of grass the whole world over.”
– Kathryn Worth, Smells

 “Buttercups and daisies,
Oh, the pretty flowers;
Coming ere the spring time,
To tell of sunny hours.
When the trees are leafless;
When the fields are bare;
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.”
– Mary Howitt

 “Spring with its wavin’ green grass and heaps of sweet-smellin’ flowers on every hilland in every dale.” – Roy Bean

 “Drinking good wine with good food in good company is one of life’s most civilized pleasures.” – Michael Broadbent