A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. read more

A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. They thrive because someone expended effort on them.rn

Nature has given women so much power that the law has very wisely given them little.

Nature has given women so much power that the law has very wisely given them little.

The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable read more

The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable causes.
So it should be as respects valleys, alpine meadows, rivers, lakes, estuaries, beaches, ridges, groves of trees, swampland, or even air that feels the destructive pressures of modern technology and modern life. The river, for example, is the living symbol of all the life it sustains or nourishes - fish, aquatic insects, water ouzels, otter, fisher, deer, elk, bear, and all other animals, including man, who are dependent on it or who enjoy it for its sight, its sound, or its life. The river as plaintiff speaks for the ecological unit of life that is part of it.

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

There are no grotesques in nature; not anything framed to fill up
empty cantons, and unnecessary spaces.

There are no grotesques in nature; not anything framed to fill up
empty cantons, and unnecessary spaces.

I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they read more

I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do.

Nature goes her own way and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.

Nature goes her own way and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the read more

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of read more

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.