'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
A civilization flourishes when people plant trees under which they will never sit.
Abundance ~ An endless supply of water, trees heavily laden with fruit, a sun that shines every day, seasons in their never-ending cycle, a constant supply of air, an infinite wellspring of love, so many people to share with, an eternal cascade of imagination and creativity, unlimited lessons and growth, much valuable work to do, limitless potential for expanding and opening our hearts, unending forests to wander, evermore books to read and write, a vast mind of thoughts to explore, overflowing goodness, exponential wonder, overwhelming mercy, ~ a copious abundance of abundance to ponder.
Garden writing is often very tame, a real waste when you think how opinionated, inquisitive, irreverent and lascivious gardeners themselves tend to be. Nobody talks much about the muscular limbs, dark, swollen buds, strip-tease trees and unholy beauty that have made us all slaves of the Goddess Flora.
But each spring...a gardening instinct, sure as the sap rising in the trees, stirs within us. We look about and decide to tame another little bit of ground
Must we always teach our children with books? Let them look at the stars and the mountains above. Let them look at the waters and the trees and flowers on Earth. Then they will begin to think, and to think is the beginning of a real education.
When planning for a year, plant corn. When planning for a decade, plant trees. When planning for life, train and educate people.
Plant trees. They give us two of the most crucial elements for our survival: oxygen and books.
Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
You will find something more in woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach that which you can never learn from masters.
There is always music amongst the trees in the garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it.
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?
I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the 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
A passion, an obsession, a romance, a nice acquaintanceship with trees, sand, and water.
Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.
Hurt not the earth, neither the sea, not the trees.
The forest stretched no living man knew how far. That was the dead, sealed world of the vegetable kingdom, and uncharted continent with interlocking trees, living, dead, half-dead, their roots in bogs and swamps, strangling each other in a slow agony that had lasted for centuries. The forest was suffocation, annihilation.
Believe one who knows; you will find something greater in woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach you that which you can never learn from masters.
When all the dangerous cliffs are fenced off, all the trees that might fall on people are cut down,all of the insects that bite are poisoned... and all of the grizzlies are dead because they are occasionally dangerous, the wilderness will not be made safe. Rather, the safety will have destroyed the wilderness.
Without enough wilderness America will change. Democracy, with its myriad personalities and increasing sophistication, must be fibred and vitalized by the regular contact with outdoor growths -- animals, trees, sun warmth, and free skies -- or it will dwindle and pale.
Plants are the young of the world. Vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the trees are imperfect man, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment, rooted in the ground.
Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom on the mountaineerÖ
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The wind will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
In every glass of water we drink, some of the water has already passed through fishes, trees, bacteria, worms in the soil, and many other organisms, including people...Living systems cleanse water and make it fit, among other things, for human consumption.
They kill good trees to put out bad newspapers.