In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.
As long as we are persistence in our pursuit of our deepest destiny, we will continue to grow. We cannot choose the day or time when we will fully bloom. It happens in its own time.
You look at the fact that for millions of years species on earth have been developing and we've been knocking them off at like a hundred a day.
The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.
Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.
What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade.
It's all about creation and surprise. It just needs to be appreciated and watered like flowers. You have to water flowers. These peaks will come again.
That last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place.
The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.
Spring, when the earth tilts closer to the sun, runs a strict timetable of flowers.
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