Winter is nature’s way of saying, “Up yours.” – Robert Byrne
Until you walk a mile in another mans moccasins you cant imagine the smell. – Robert Byrne
Winter is nature’s way of saying, “Up yours.” – Robert Byrne
Until you walk a mile in another mans moccasins you cant imagine the smell. – Robert Byrne
Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger. She calls her family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth. – Hugh Macmillan, “Rejuvenescence,” The Ministry of Nature, 1871