53 Quotes About Nature-writing

People add color to their story because they think it happened in black and white.

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there.

The wind whirls and whistles and strip pink blooms from the mimosas, scatters twigs, broken limbs, pine needles and pine cones across our yard, and robs the pecan trees of a thousand leaves. The storm eventually dies, but the bruised trees continue to weep into the night, still shimmering with dewy leaves when the sun comes up the next morning.

I know this place like I know the calluses on my hands.

A hothouse flower trained to bloom out of season and in the wrong climate. I do not belong.

The marketplace is an institution that teaches self-advancement, private acquisition, and the domination of nature. Its way of thinking is incompatible with the round river. Ecological harmony is a nonmarket value that takes a collective will to achieve.

Ireland is so saturated with green that it's the things that not green catch one's eye: the roads, walls, shorelines, even sheep, seem to have been placed as contrast, strategically positioned to organize the vast expansion of green... In Ireland, you can bask in fact that you have been benevolently outnumbered by these first and better life forms. Standing in a peat bog in Dingle, you can not help wondering what Ireland was like before you and other primates scrambled upon its shore.

I love the different shades of colours. Purely beautiful!

At the end of the Cosmos season, what's left is a field of seeds. How they'll sleep through the grip of winter, nursing dreams in the frosty star-filled nights.#autumnmusings