Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the read more

Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the trees are imperfect men, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment, rooted in the ground.

anonymous fruit.

anonymous fruit.

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.

Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid Nature.

Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid Nature.

In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.

In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.

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.

I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.

I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.

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.

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.