Close Scrutiny Of An Object In Nature

How Many Thorns Of Human Nature - Hard, Sharp, Lifeless Protuberances That Tear And Wound Us, Narrow Prejudices, Bristling Conceits That Repel And Disgust Us - Are Arrested Developments, Calcified Tendencies, Buds Of Promise That Should Have Lifted A Branch Up Into The Sunny Day With Fruit; And Flowers To Delight The Heart Of Men, But Now All Grown Hard, Petrified, For Want Of Culture And A Congenial Soil And Climate.

The Pleasure And Value Of Every Walk Or Journey We Take May Be Doubled To Us By Carefully Noting Down The Impressions It Makes Upon Us.

To Find The Universal Elements Enough; To Find The Air And The Water Exhilarating; To Be Refreshed By A Morning Walk Or An Evening Saunter... To Be Thrilled By The Stars At Night; To Be Elated Over A Bird's Nest Or A Wildflower In Spring - These Are Some Of The Rewards Of The Simple Life.

Natural History Is A Matter Of Observation; It Is A Harvest Which You Gather When And Where You Find It Growing. Birds And Squirrels And Flowers Are Not Always In Season, But Philosophy We Have Always With Us. It Is A Crop Which We Can Grow And Reap At All Times And In All Places And It Has Its Own Value And Brings Its Own Satisfaction.

Nothing Relieves And Ventilates The Mind Like A Resolution.