Like Winds And Sunsets, Wild Things Were

Whoever Invented The Word 'grace' Must Have Seen The Wing-folding Of The Plover.

It Must Be Poor Life That Achieves Freedom From Fear.

A River Or Stream Is A Cycle Of Energy From Sun To Plants To Insects To Fish. It Is A Continuum Broken Only By Humans.

Conservation Is A Positive Exercise Of Skill And Insight, Not Merely A Negative Exercise Of Abstinence And Caution.

One Swallow Does Not Make A Summer, But One Skein Of Geese, Cleaving The Murk Of March Thaw, Is The Spring.