Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.

Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.

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.

I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn read more

I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn garner to the end of time.
I trust in God--the right shall be the right
And other than the wrong, while he endures;
I trust in my own soul, that can perceive
The outward and the inward, Nature's good
And God's.

Nature is never finished.

Nature is never finished.

You can live for years next door to a big pine tree, honored to have so venerable a neighbor, even read more

You can live for years next door to a big pine tree, honored to have so venerable a neighbor, even when it sheds needles all over your flowers or wakes you, dropping big cones onto your deck at still of night.

Nothing is farther than earth from heaven; nothing is nearer than heaven to earth.

Nothing is farther than earth from heaven; nothing is nearer than heaven to earth.

We have the capacity to receive messages from the stars and the songs of the night winds.

We have the capacity to receive messages from the stars and the songs of the night winds.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.

Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.