"For the infant there is a joyful comfort in being handled and fondled often, fed and cleaned as the body demands. From the start it is a world of variation on rhythms, the refreshment of hot and cold, wind like a breath in the face, the smell and feel of rain and snow, earth in hand and underfoot.
The world is a soft sound-surround of gentle voices, human, cricket, and bird music. It is a pungent and inviting place with just enough bite that it says, 'Come out, wake up, look, taste, and smell; now cuddle and sleep'!"
Paul Shepard
Nature and Madness
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