"In the long-run, the best proof of a good character is good actions." ~ Happy birthday, John Stuart Mill

 They say that it is May, and, dear, I see

Abloom the lilac and the Judas-tree;
And in the waking woodlands, fluttering,
Like bevy of white butterflies awing.
Glints here and there the dogwood's blossoming.
But O, for all to me—'t is May to me
No more than this worn picture, dear, is thee;
Thee, whose warm cheek pressed close against mine own—
May's image this—her soul with thine is flown.
-Ada Mosher