“The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister, is the suggestion of an occult relation between man and the vegetable.
I am not alone and unacknowledged.
They nod to me, and I to them.
The waving of the boughs in the storm, is new to me and old.
It takes me by surprise, and yet is not unknown.
Its effect is like that of a higher thought or a better emotion coming over me, when I deemed I was thinking justly or doing right.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
A Burd in Flight 