“I come to my solitary woodland walk as the homesick go home. I thus dispose of the superfluous and see...

“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me...

“The air is blue and keen and cold, With snow the roads and fields are white; But here the forest’s...

“Art is never finished, only abandoned.” ~ Leonardo da Vinci I suspect you are wondering why this quote. Well that...

“Rubbish is immortal, it pervades the air, swells up in water, dissolves, rots, disintegrates, changes into gas, into smoke, into...

“April Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers” ~ Edna St. Vincent Millay I love the way the bluebells...

You normally have to be bashed about a bit by life to see the point of daffodils, sunsets and uneventful...

“How quiet the woods are today… not a murmur except that soft wind putting in the treetops! It sounds like...

“Go to the winter woods: listen there, look, watch, and “the dead months” will give you a subtler secret than...

It is a spur that one feels at this season more than at any other. How nimbly you step forth!...