When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.
William Blake
@phil_howcroft oh me too, and we laugh when we go anywhere else now, because our children, raised among redwoods, have such a strange view of how big a tree should be. In .Yellowstone they thought the trees looked like toothpicks.
June 25th, 2021
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