Life on Earth

It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.Edmund Hillary

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Music of Nature

“Down through the valley and over the hill,Where the bluebird calls to the whippoorwill;Where the buttercups and the daisies grow,And the Summer breezes, so gently, blow,There is a tiny brook that wends its way,As it twists and it turns, where’er it may;
And over each glistening stone it brings,To us the rippling song that it sings.”~Gertrude Tooley Buckingham.