Natural history is a matter of observation; it is a harvest which you gather when and where you find it growing. Birds and squirrels and flowers are not always in season, but philosophy we have always with us. It is a crop which we can grow and reap at all times and in all places and it has its own value and brings its own satisfaction.
John BurroughsHe who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.
John BurroughsLook up at the miracle of the falling snow,โthe air a dizzy maze of whirling, eddying flakes, noiselessly transforming the world, the exquisite crystals dropping in ditch and gutter, and disguising in the same suit of spotless livery all objects upon which they fall.
John BurroughsThe gift of perfume to a flower is a special grace like genius or like beauty, and never becomes common or cheap.
John Burroughs