He Who Searches For Spring With His

Time Was When Education Moved Toward Soil, Not Away From It.

Conservationists Have, I Fear, Adopted The Pedagogical Method Of The Prophets: We Mutter Darkly About Impending Doom If People Don't Mend Their Ways. The Doom Is Impending, All Right; No One Can Be An Ecologist, Even An Amateur One, Without Seeing It. But Do People Mend Their Ways For Fear Of Calamity? I Doubt It. They Are More Likely To Do It Out Of Pure Curiosity And Interest.

A Conservationist Is One Who Is Humbly Aware That With Each Stroke [of The Axe] He Is Writing His Signature On The Face Of His Land.

The Good Life Of Any River May Depend On The Perception Of Its Music; And The Preservation Of Some Music To Perceive.

Land Is Not Merely Soil, It Is A Fountain Of Energy Flowing Through A Circuit Of Soils, Plants And Animals.