“Walking away barefoot on the soft loam, with mist rising in ribbons all around her, Etty tucked the year's first violets into her hair.” ― Nancy Springer, Outlaw Princess of Sherwood

 “The first bout of warm spring rain caused normally respectable women to pull off their stockings and run through muddy puddles alongside their children.”

― Leslye Walton, The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender