Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. — Kahlil Gibran
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
The moon is at her full, and riding high,
Floods the calm fields with light.
The airs that hover in the summer sky
Are all asleep to-night. — William Cullen Bryant
Monday, June 28, 2010
All was silent as before — All silent save the dripping rain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sunday, June 27, 2010
If the rain spoils our picnic, but saves a farmer’s crop, who are we to say it shouldn’t rain? — Tom Barrett
Saturday, June 26, 2010
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe. — John Muir
Friday, June 25, 2010
Of all the wonders of nature, a tree in summer is perhaps the most remarkable; with the possible exception of a moose singing “Embraceable You” in spats.” — Woody Allen
Thursday, June 24, 2010
I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June. — L. M. Montgomery
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows. — St. Francis of Assisi
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Summer has now thrown open her emerald doors. Every part of the landscape is profuse in leaves and flowers, and “green-robed senators of mighty woods” are clothed in their most elegant array. — Author unknown
Monday, June 21, 2010 — Welcome summer!
Summer afternoon, summer afternoon. . . the two most beautiful words in the English language. — Henry James
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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. –– David Polis
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Nature has been for me, for as long as I remember, a source of solace, inspiration, adventure, and delight; a home, a teacher, a companion. — Lorraine Anderson
Friday, June 18, 2010
When despair for the world grows in me, and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be — I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought or grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. — Wendell Berry
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Remember that every drop of rain that falls bears into the bosom of the earth a quality of beautiful fertility. — George Henry Lewes
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
When I go out into the countryside and see the sun and the green and everything flowering, I say to myself, “Yes indeed, all that belongs to me!” — Henri Rousseau
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
So mellow the gentle breath of june day breeze
The birds rejoicing on the leafy trees
And dappled trout in pool bed of the stream
Bask in the sun their spotted skins agleam — Francis Duggan
Monday, June 14, 2010
Nature always springs to the surface and manages to show what she is. It is vain to stop or try to drive her back. She breaks through every obstacle, pushes forward, and at last makes for herself a way.— Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Storms make trees take deeper roots. — Dolly Parton
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Saturday, June 12, 2010
What is the good of having a nice house without a decent planet to put it on? — Henry David Thoreau
Friday, June 11, 2010
See how nature — trees, flowers, grass — grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence … we need silence to be able to touch souls.
— Mother Teresa
Thursday, June 10, 2010
The flower that follows the sun does so even in cloudy days — Robert Leighton
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
After the rain cometh the fair weather. — Aesop
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
When I go out into the countryside and see the sun and the green and everything flowering, I say to myself “Yes indeed, all that belongs to me!” — Henri Rousseau
Monday, June 7, 2010
What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade. — Gertrude Jekyll
Sunday, June 6, 2010
In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them. — Aldo Leopold
Saturday, June 5, 2010
No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.
— James Russell Lowell
Friday, June 4, 2010
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge, but one misses a world of loveliness.
— Adeline Knapp
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Nature is my manifestation of God. I go to nature every day for inspiration in the day’s work. I follow in building the principles which nature has used in its domain. — Frank Lloyd Wright
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place; from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web. — Pable Picasso
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Spring being a tough act to follow, God created June. — Al Bernstein
Monday, May 31, 2010
May, queen of blossoms,
And fulfilling flowers,
With what pretty music
Shall we charm the hours?
Wilt thou have pipe and reed,
Blown in the open mead?
Or to the lute give heed
In the green bowers. — Lord Edward Thurlow
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Who first beholds the light of day
In Spring’s sweet flowery month of May
And wears an Emerald all her life,
Shall be a loved and happy wife.
— Unknown
Saturday, May 29, 2010
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us. — Albert Einstein
Friday, May 28, 2010
What nature delivers to us is never stale. Because what nature creates has eternity in it. — Isaac Bashevis Singer
Thursday, May 27, 2010
To the artist there is never anything ugly in nature. — August Rodin
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Be like the flower, turn your face to the sun. — Kahlil Gibran
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority. — Elwyn Brooks White
Monday, May 24, 2010
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. — Anne Frank
Sunday, May 23, 2010
The day, water, sun, moon, night — I do not have to purchase these things with money. — Plautis
Saturday, May 22, 2010
He that plants trees loves others besides himself. — Thomas Fuller
Friday, May 21, 2010
Little deeds of kindness, little words of love, help to make earth happy, like heaven above. — Julia Fletcher Carney
Thursday, May 20, 2010
All my life, the new sights of Nature made me rejoice like a child. — Marie Curie
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
A weed is nothing more than a flower in disguise. — James Russell Lowell
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Nature’s laws are the invisible government of the earth. — Alfred Armand Montapert
Monday, May 17, 2010
He who feels that he is too small to make a difference has never been bitten by a mosquito. — Unknown
Sunday, May 16, 2010
You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water. –RabindranathTagore
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Keep your love of nature, for that is the true way to understand art more and more. — Vincent van Gogh
Friday, May 14, 2010
We cannot remember too often that when we observe nature, and especially the ordering of nature, it is always ourselves alone we are observing. — G.C. Lichtenberg
Thursday, May 13, 2010
In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful. — Alice Walker
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The richness I achieve comes from Nature, the source of my inspiration. — Claude Monet
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do. — Michel de Montaigne
Monday, May 10, 2010
I’ve always regarded nature as the clothing of God. — Alan Hovhaness
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Nature does nothing uselessly. — Aristotle
Saturday May 8, 2010
Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings. — Victor Hugo
Friday, May 7, 2010
A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease. —John Muir
Thursday, May 6, 2010
The rain-drops’ showery dance and rhythmic beat,
With tinkling of innumerable feet. — Abraham Coles
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Come forth into the light of things; let nature be your teacher. — William Wordsworth
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Among the changing months, May stands confest
The sweetest, and in fairest colors dressed. — James Thomson
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sweet May hath come to love us,
Flowers, trees, their blossoms don;
And through the blue heavens above us
The very clouds move on. — Heinrich Heine
Sunday, May 2, 2010 — Happy Paddle the Don Day!
What sets a canoeing expedition apart is that it purifies you more rapidly and inescapably than any other travel. Travel a thousand miles by train and you are a brute; pedal five hundred on a bicycle and you remain basically a bourgeois; paddle a hundred in a canoe and you are already a child of nature. — Pierre Elliott Trudeau
Saturday, May 1, 2010 — Happy May Day!
The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness. — Therese of Lisieux
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