Peter laughed happily. “They are my gold!” cried he. “See how they shine! And they are full of golden meaning, for now I know that truly Mistress Spring is here to stay. I hoped I would find the very first one, and I guess I have.” Once more Peter Rabbit kicked up his heels for pure joy.
–Thornton B. Burgess, The Burgess Flower Book for Children (1923)
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Lovely… I’m guessing ours will be up soon too. Thanks for reminding me to go look. Happy Spring (gold)! 🙂
I love those! Em does too–she likes to pick a bunch of them, cut off the stems and float the flower heads in a bowl of water.
Found some this weekend – Such lovely harbingers of spring