Happy Arbor Day! Get ready to explore photos that capture the magic and sublime beauty of trees all year round — all in a single post. Plus, we included some beloved words written by poets and writers about nature’s most breathtaking gift. Read on, and share this story with a friend!
Spring
“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
– Pablo Neruda
Summer
“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the blue sky, is by no means waste of time.”
– John Lubbock
Fall
“I knew how the trees would change, the air grow misted and chill;
I felt the gold twilight under the trees, the smell of earth-mould and crushed acorns,
and last of all, I knew, the leaves of the fig-tree would turn gold and fall slowly, one by one,
(always the falling of the fig-leaves is heavy with infinite melancholy—)
then one day a great gale would come thundering through the trees,
strip the last leaves from the poplars, and leave the landscape bare.”
– Dallas Kenmare Browne Kelsey
Winter
“I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.”
– Henry David Thoreau
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