The March Sister's Birds

"I used to call them (the peeps) my birds, last summer;
and mother said they reminded her of me- busy,
quaker-colored creatures..."
"You are the gull, Jo, strong and wild, fond of the
storm and the wind, flying far out to sea, and happy
all alone. Meg is the turtle-dove, and Amy is like
the lark she writes about, trying to get up among
the clouds, but always dropping down into its nest
again."