This is why I love Patricia A. McKillip

"It was a beautiful place we came to," he said, skipping over the endless roads.  "Nothing like the true Delta.  Nothing.  It was like the days in spring when you find everything has flowered and nothing has begun to die, so it seems that's the way the world must go on:  always just breaking into blossom, and the air full of soft, sweet smells, and colors to wring your heart, after all the white and grey of winter.  That's what this place was.  Day after day after day."

Isn't that lovely?  That's how it is outside, today.  Spring.


(from The Sorceress and the Cygnet)