…April was bringing true spring. Buds were swelling, bold bright robins were back. The Crowd had no trouble beguiling Betsy out on expeditions behind Old Mag or Dandy. She went on picnics with Tacy, too, building fires, drinking smoky cocoa, searching in matted leaves for violets and Dutchmen’s breeches.
~Quote from Heaven to Betsy by Maud Hart Lovelace