Child's Book Of The Seasons-Arthur Ransome

CHAPTER I SPRING spring always seems to begin on the morning that the imp in a bright pink nightgown comes rushing into my room without knocking and throws himself on my bed with a sprig of almond blossom in his hand you see the almond blossom grows just outside the imp's window and the imp watches it very carefully we are none of us allowed to see it until it is ready and then as soon as there is a sprig really out he picks it and flies all around the house showing it to everybody for the imp loves the spring and we all know that those beautiful pink blossoms mean that spring is very near spring shouts the imp waving his almond blossom and we begin to keep a little notebook and write down in it after the almond blossom day all the other days of the really important things the day when we first see the brimstone butterfly big and pale and golden yellow flitting along the hedgerows near the ground and the day of picking the first primrose and the finding of the first bird's nest and then walks begin to be real fun no dull jig-jog jig-jog just so many miles before going home to lunch when all the time you would much rather have stayed at home altogether the imp and the elf love spring walks and are always running ahead trying to see things there are such a lot of things to see and every one of them means that summer is a little nearer and that is a jolly piece of news is it not the imp and the elf have a nurse to take them for walks and a very nice old nurse she is with lots of fairy tales but somehow she is not much interested in flowers or birds or mice or even in the spring so that very soon after the day of the apple blossom those two children start coming to my door soon after breakfast they knock both at once very quietly i pretend not to hear they knock again and still i do not answer then they thunder on the door do you know how to thunder on a door you do it by doubling up your fist and hitting hard with the podgy part that comes at the end where your thumb is not you can make a tremendous noise that way and then suddenly i jump up and roar out who's there as if i were a terrible giant and the imp and the elf come tumbling in and stand in front of me and bow and say oh mr ogre we hope you are not very really truly busy because we want you to come for a walk and then we stick our things on, and away we go, through the garden and into the fields, with our three pairs of eyes as wide open as they will go, so as not to miss anything.