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No one finds fault with defects which are the result of nature.
No one finds fault with defects which are the result of nature.
I don't like formal gardens. I like wild nature. It's just the wilderness instinct in me, I guess.
I don't like formal gardens. I like wild nature. It's just the wilderness instinct in me, I guess.
Aim for the stars and you'll make it to the moon. Aim for the moon and you'll never make it read more
Aim for the stars and you'll make it to the moon. Aim for the moon and you'll never make it through the atmosphere.
Will urban sprawl spread so far that most people lose all touch with nature? Will the day come when the read more
Will urban sprawl spread so far that most people lose all touch with nature? Will the day come when the only bird a typical American child ever sees is a canary in a pet shop window? When the only wild animal he knows is a rat - glimpsed on a night drive through some city slum? When the only tree he touches is the cleverly fabricated plastic evergreen that shades his gifts on Christmas morning?
Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the read more
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?
Nature never says one thing and wisdom another.
Nature never says one thing and wisdom another.
Eagles come in all shapes and sizes, but you will recognize them chiefly by their attitudes.
Eagles come in all shapes and sizes, but you will recognize them chiefly by their attitudes.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with read more
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
