To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug
Monday, February 2nd, 2009
I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song.
