Nature. It has a sound and a feel all it’s own
This is what The Place sounds like on a spring evening….
Neither Spice or I are poets, but Ralph Waldo Emmerson was, so here’s what he had to say in his essay Nature
Excerpts from Nature by Ralph Waldo Emmerson
“To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Note Most persons do not see the sun. At least they have a very superficial seeing. The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of the child.
The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into the era of manhood. His intercourse with heaven and earth, becomes part of his daily food.
Note from breathless noon to grimmest midnight. Nature is a setting that fits equally well a comic or a mourning piece. In good health, the air is a cordial of incredible virtue. Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, note I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration.
I am glad to the brink of fear.
Note In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough Definition, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. Note In the woods, is perpetual youth. Within these plantations of God, a decorum and sanctity reign, a perennial festival is dressed, and the guest sees not how he should tire of them in a thousand years. In the woods, we return to reason and faith.
There I feel that nothing can befall me in life, — no disgrace, no calamity, (leaving me my eyes,) Note which nature cannot repair. Standing on the bare ground, Note — my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space, — all mean egotism vanishes.”
Salty wraps it up
In the end, we all make our choices. Spice and I chose where to sink down roots for our country place (our BOL if you will), The Place. We choose to spend time there, improving it.
It’s important that everybody realize that they are choosing, every day, their own nature… or lack thereof… either by action or inaction.