It seemed that the dogwood trees came into bloom overnight. Suddenly one morning, when Scarlett and Maureen were walking to the Market, there were clouds of blossoms above the grassy median in the avenue outside the house.

"Ah, isn't it a lovely sight?" Maureen sighed gustily. "The morning light shining through the tender petals making them almost pink. By noon they'll be white as a swan's breast. It's a grand thing, this city that plants flowering beauty for all to see!" She drew in a deep breath. "We'll have a picnic in the park, Scarlett. To taste the spring green in the air. Come quickly, there's a grand shopping to do. I'll bake this afternoon, and after Mass tomorrow we'll spend the day at the park."

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