Robin Wall Kimmerer
May 23, 2022-- "Something happens when you are in a garden, when you garden something beyond the tactile reminder that, in the history of life on Earth, without flowers, there would be no us. Kneeling between the scale of seeds and the scale of stars, touching evolutionary time and the cycle of seasons at once, you find yourself rooted more deeply into your own existence transient and transcendent, fragile and ferociously resilient and are suddenly humbled into your humanity. (Lest we forget, humility comes from humilis Latin for low, of the earth.) You look at a flower and cannot help but glimpse the meaning of life." In this engaging post Maria Popova shines a light on the garden-related musings of artists and writers down the ages. (1702 reads)
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On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree.
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