I remember a hundred lovely lakes and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it as upon a thread of silk opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.
There is no gilding of setting sun or glamor of poetry to light up the...
My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed release from...
Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my...
I have a bit of a rebellious nature.
It's human nature to be curious about people and to be more curious about...
I found myself in a race with Mother Nature to play as much baseball as I...
Nature says women are human beings men have made religions to deny it....
The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope.