Worlds can be found by a child and an adult bending down and looking together under the grass stems or read more

Worlds can be found by a child and an adult bending down and looking together under the grass stems or at the skittering crabs in a tidal pool.

In a pond koi can reach lengths of eighteen inches. Amazingly, when placed in a lake, koi can grow to read more

In a pond koi can reach lengths of eighteen inches. Amazingly, when placed in a lake, koi can grow to three feet long. The metaphor is obvious. You are limited by how you see the world.

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.

All argument will vanish before one touch of nature.

All argument will vanish before one touch of nature.

The imagination of nature is far, far greater than the imagination of man.

The imagination of nature is far, far greater than the imagination of man.

All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, read more

All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines; Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees; Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory of one man,-- A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world.

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against read more

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The read more

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, read more

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.