“That cavernous hollow where a mountain once grew, that ragged ridge first to feel the morning sun, that alpine lake full of trout—these are all that remain of the glacier’s last home. All those countless tons of blue ice which once sat here are now gone. Over the span of geologic time, ten thousand years is less than a heartbeat, yet in that time the glacier swelled to massive size, gouged away the granite earth, and then melted into oblivion.How brief are our own lives, how slight are our own works, compared to this standard. Yet a glacier cannot love, heal a wound, or plant a tree. A glacier cannot dream.”
—T. A. Barron
I love to stand beneath a starry sky, by the rolling sea, or in an ancient forest! In nature’s wonders, we can feel both very small and very large at once — humbled by our own insignificance, while also enlarged by our special place in the vast sweep of creation.The pages in this section are devoted to nature — to Mother Earth and her many inspirations. To explore my nature books, environmental writings and interviews, and favorite ways to help the Earth — choose from the menu on the right.