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Sometimes the whole world is mud luscious and puddle wonderful
Sep 30, 2025
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
Spring is when life's alive in everything.
Spring is the time of plans and projects.
Despite the forecast, live like it's Spring.
In the Spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.
When you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come
Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time.
Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come.
I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.
The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's party!'
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
Hoe while it is spring, and enjoy the best anticipations. It is not much matter if things do not turn out well.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
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