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

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