spring...chapter 17...Walden....Henry David Thoreau

{A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten on the influx of better thoughts. We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and took advantage of every accident that befell us, like the grass which confesses the influence of the slightest dew that falls on it; and did not spend our time in atoning for the neglect of past opportunities}




...a sweet happy birthday...to my wise and wonderful mother...
for teaching me about nature and it's gifts...
xo