It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Almost Wordless

"Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money." ~Cree Indian Proverb~
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Debbie in CA : ) said...

And so I teach my children to work alongside me as I plant trees, and nurture the land, and feast on the best in life, naturally. Life is to be celebrated, nurtured, harbored, protected, NOT thrown away. As long as we keep sharing the beauty of life and the value of living it in harmony with our children we will forestall the bankruptcy feared in this proverb. (Notice I said forestall). Sadly our culture regularly proves that money truly is the ROOT of all evil.

Let us celebrate and educate and emulate what is lovely, good, praiseworthy . . . and be encouraged that love endures.

Laura ~Peach~ said...


Madeline's Album said...

What a beautiful photo and a great Cree Indian proverb.