Spring-time in Florida is not a matter of peeping violets or bursting buds merely. It is a riot of color in nature--glistening gre...en leaves, pink, blue, purple, yellow blossoms that fairly stagger the visitor from the north. The miles of hyacinths lie like an undulating carpet on the surface of the river and divide reluctantly when the slow-moving alligators push their way log-like across. the nights are white nights for the moon shines with dazzling splendor, or in the absence of that goddess, the soft darkness creeps down laden with innumerable scents. The heavy fragrance of magnolias mingled with the delicate sweetness of jasmine and wild roses.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O Bee, yoked with greed... for a drink of sap, the jasmine bud hasn't even opened its petals in the least, and yet you rub against it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The weight of its body cleverly suspended... by its own wings, the bee sips at the bud of the night-blooming jasmine, opening it, greedy for its juice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »