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Frost is the greatest artist in our clime - He paints in nature and describes in rime”
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If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the men. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons of the Earth.
~Chief Seattle of the Suquamish Tribe~
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I guess this is a close as you can get to “holding hands with mom” when neither one of you has hands :)
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There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.
~Joe L. Wheeler~
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Wilderness: a beautiful word to describe a beautiful land. Wilderness though is a white man’s concept. To the Native people, the land was not wild. It was home. It provided shelter, clothed and fed them. And echoing through their souls was a song of the land. The singing isn’t as loud as it used to be. But you can still hear it in the wind….in the silence of the misty morning….in the drip of the water from the tip of a paddle. The song is still here if you know how to listen.
~Bill Mason, Song Of the Paddle~
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Tell me, O Octopus, I begs, Is those things arms, or is they legs? I marvel at thee, Octopus; If I were thou, I’d call me Us!
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Mine is the sultry sunset when the skies
Tremble with strange, intolerable thunder:
And at the dead of a hushed night, these eyes
Draw down the soaring oracles winged with wonder
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Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant?
~Henry David Thoreau~
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Water is precious; it is the very source of life and a free gift from the Creator.
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