Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave an trail. Ralph Waldo Emerson

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. C. S. Lewis

I feel strangely attracted to this tree. The brown close-grained wood, as well as the small scale-like leaves, is fragrant, and the flat over—lapping plumes make fine beds, and must stop the rain well. It would be delightful to be storm-bound beneath one of these noble, hospitable, inviting old trees, its broad sheltering arms bent down like a tent, incense rising from the fire made from its dry fallen branches, and a hearty wind chanting overhead.
P. 145, cultivating delight – the natural history of my garden, Diane Ackerman

At the end of Emerson’s life, he listed Muir among the handful of truly great men he had known. … l’ve been thinking about his passion for flowers, which he describes as “plant people … standing preaching by the wayside”…
Chapter 28: guest in the garden, cultivating delight the natural history of my garden, Diane Ackerman

One is always investing in the garden- it is a growth fund.
P. 128, cultivating delight a a natural history of my garden, Diane Ackerman

Gardeners live in the moment, but we also live in the future, and the past is always clearly in mind, too. Each flower has a history, a tale of struggle, perhaps, or disease. Each flower is planted with hope and expectation.
P. 120, cultivating delight – a natural history of my garden, Diane Ackerman

Myself. I love the way trees provide a visual bridge between earth and sky. I feel cozy among trees, not suffocated by their overlapping leaves, or deprived of sunlight.
P. 98, cultivating delight a natural history of my garden, Diane ackerman

From that day on our understanding of trees grew tremendously. We could see how vulnerable they were, rooted in the earth, so they could not run from danger. We felt a certain kinship with the trees, as if we were their protectors.
Tom Brown’s Field Guide – Nature and Survival for Children