Marjorie's Maytime by Carolyn Wells, Paperback | Indigo Chapters

Marjorie was coming downstairs in her own sweet way, which was accomplished by putting her two feet close together, and jumping two steps at a time. It didn't expedite her descent at all, but it was delightfully noisy, and therefore agreeable from Marjorie's point of view. The May-day was undeniably beautiful. It was warm enough to have doors and windows flung open, and the whole house was full of May that had swarmed in from out of doors. The air was soft and fragrant, the leaves were leaving out, the buds were budding, and the spring was springing everywhere. The big gold bushes of the Forsythia were masses of yellow bloom; crocuses popped up through the grass; a few birds had begun to sing, and the sun shone as if with a settled determination to push the spring ahead as fast as he could. | Marjorie's Maytime by Carolyn Wells, Paperback | Indigo Chapters