Nature

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; read more

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

It's hard for the modern generation to understand Thoreau, who lived beside a pond but didn't own water skis or read more

It's hard for the modern generation to understand Thoreau, who lived beside a pond but didn't own water skis or a snorkel.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often read more

The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.

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.

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if read more

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.

I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.

I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.

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.