"The child goes out from camp with adults to forage and with playmates to imitate foraging. The adults show no anxiety in their hunting, only patience; one waits and watches and listens.
Sometimes the best is not to be found, but there is always something. The world is all clues. There is no end to the subtlety and delicacy of the clues. The signs that reveal are always there. One has only to learn the art of reading them."
Paul Shepard
Nature and Madness
p 10
On Having Turned 80
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It seemed odd, even to me, that after posts (or, let's face it, essays) on
major and not so major birthdays for the past 20 years, I let turning 80 go ...
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