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Sunday, October 25, 2009

Sand, Pebbles, Stones and Rocks in my OWM


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My first weekend morning stroll along Lake Taupo, the history of which is now posted in my main blog Parched Paper and the Quill.

I let the quotes speak on my behalf. They are as truthful as nature contains.

I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets. It has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful. Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and benumbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy. ~Hamlin Garland, McClure's, February 1899


To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
An eternity in an hour.
~William Blake

The least movement is of importance to all nature. The entire ocean is affected by a pebble.~Blaise Pascal

Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones. It is easier to get a spark out of a stone than a moral.~John Burroughs

Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.~William Wordsworth

It is a wholesome and necessary thing for us to turn again to the earth and in the contemplation of her beauties to know of wonder and humility.~Rachel Carson

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
~George Gordon, Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage


A wholesome contemplative weekend for me to feel the refreshing beauty of a place far from home.

Cheers!