"Such long, blue, sunny days they were, too, and, as happens in northern places where seasons are short, all the flowers seemed to be trying to bloom at once."Hitty Her First Hundred Years, Rachel Field, 1929
"Such long, blue, sunny days they were, too, and, as happens in northern places where seasons are short, all the flowers seemed to be trying to bloom at once."Hitty Her First Hundred Years, Rachel Field, 1929