Note: Special thank you to Michael V, the cobbler’s grandson who inspired this.
Tucked in a breeze Is salt from the seas, Sway from trees, And a touch that eases The mind. Slow down your pace As it brushes your face, It comes with traces Of knowings To find. -----G. Hill
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.
George Washington Carver