The dugout in the weeds or leaves beneath a backyard willow, the rivulet of a seasonal creek, even the ditch between the front yard and the road-all of these places are entire universes to a young child.
Richard LouvIn our bones we need the natural curves of hills, the scent of chaparral, the whisper of pines, the possibility of wildness.
Richard LouvThere is a real world, beyond the glass, for children who look, for those whose parents encourage them to truly see.
Richard Louv