The Year at Thrush Green Quotes

“Jars of almond-smelling Gloy gave forth their fragrance, and paste brushes”
― Miss Read, The Year at Thrush Green: A Novel

“Busy most part of the Afternoon in making some Mead Wine, to fourteen Pounds of Honey, I put four Gallons of Water, boiled it more than an hour with Ginger and two handfulls of dried Elder–Flower in it, and skimmed it well. James Woodforde”
― Miss Read, The Year at Thrush Green: A Novel

“A charm of goldfinches,”
― Miss Read, The Year at Thrush Green: A Novel

“Amidst the glory of summer these signs of autumn were manifest, and none was so obvious as the waving rosebay willowherb which rioted in the verges of the lanes,”
― Miss Read, The Year at Thrush Green: A Novel

“The cow parsley was now over. The froth of white flowers had turned to green seed heads, but among the luxuriant leaves the crane’s-bill was appearing, its startling blue flowers giving colour to the verge. Pink campion, starry marguerites and the rusty spires of dock added their portion, and low on the ground, among the dusty edges of the road, spread the grey leaves of silverweed.”
― Miss Read, The Year at Thrush Green: A Novel

“The worst of getting old,' said Winnie, 'is the time one has to spend in patching oneself up.”
― Miss Read, The Year at Thrush Green: A Novel