"I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June." —L.M. Montgomery
" If it could only be like this always – always summer, the fruit always ripe…" —Evelyn Waugh
"It was June, and the world smelled of roses.
The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside." —Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib
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