A while back, DubDub said she wished we would post some more good uses of language from what we're reading. I grabbed this up again last night and found an image that makes me feel better, just now. It's from Lucy Maude Montgomery's Rainbow Valley.
... they sat on the big veranda at Ingleside, enjoying the charm of the cat's light, the sweetness of sleepy robins whistling among the twilit maples, and the dance of a gusty group of daffodils blowing against the old, mellow, red brick wall of the lawn.