It was very sad under the trees. Although spring was well advanced, in the deep shade there was nothing but death-rotten leaves, gray and white fungi, and over everything a funeral hush.
If lightning is the anger of the gods, then the gods are concerned mostly about trees.
I knew, of course, that trees and plants had roots, stems, bark, branches and foliage that reached up toward the light. But I was coming to realize that the real magician was light itself.
Every morning I was renewed, though. Air and light healed me, over and over. I got to where I depended on it. When I was feeling my worst, I would step out into the yard and put my hands on the branch...
Giant oak trees... have deep root systems that can extend two-and-one-half times their height. Such trees rarely are blown down regardless of how violent the storms may be.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars. In the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.
The trees are born, they develop their leaves and fruits, they grow and die. I can't ever understand why a tree is a "what" and not a "who".
Is it as plainly in our living shown,By which way the wind hath blown?
As I age in the world it will rise and spread,and be for this place horizonand orison, the voice of its winds.I have made myself a dream to dreamof its rising, that has gentled my nights.Let me desire...
Leaves turned to soil beneath my feet. Thus it is, trees eat themselves.
I was used to heat but this place was so dry the trees were bribing the dogs.
To the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them - the whole leaf and root tribe.
If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.
I like making pies. I have a bunch of fruit trees in my backyard. My loquat tree sprouted, and I like making loquat pie. They're really hard to peel and everything, and it took me forever, but they ma...
Jaime had never realised that trees made a sound when they grew, and no-one else had realised it either, because the sound is made over hundreds of years in waves of twenty-four hours from peak to pea...
If you cut down a forest, it doesn't matter how many sawmills you have if there are no more trees.
I talk to trees and animals. We have interesting conversations about food, weather, and love. They sometimes can predict the future.
She said that the planting of trees, like the education of children, was a gift to the future.
Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to th...