The simple beauty of nature can be found on the most familiar of walks, from the lanes to the mountains she is calling to us.
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Like John Muir, all we have to do is to listen.
“As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can”
Photo: Chrysanthemum coronarium in Facinas. Courtesy of the author