“Outside, the September air was enticingly fragrant, yellow with pollen and rich, lemony sunlight.”
“That sinuous southern life, that oblique and slow and complicated old beauty, that warm thick air and blood warm sea, that place of mists and languor and fragrant richness...”
“...how gracious seem the small gifts that may come - a patch of sunlight on a cold floor, an unexpected gesture of friendship, the fragrant steam of hot tea.”
“She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head,And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.”
“Lemony fresh victory shall be mine!”
“There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.”