I fortify myself with these:
The calm assurances of trees
That girdle with their sheltering boughs
The shelving rooftree of my house--
The friendly maple, and the pine
Whose pungence is an anodyne;
The ermined birch, the poplar slim,
The graceful ash, erect and trim.
By night my waking ear receives
The soothing gossip of their leaves;
By the warm light of day I see
Their elemental bravery.
They are my prop, they are my stay
Against all doubting and dismay;
They are my inspiration, these,
The stanch, the skyward-lifting trees!
A wee explanation: this website was created as a way to amplify the daily surprise of seeing glory in one small life. The notebook entries represented here are all selected from things actually lived and noted on paper in an effort to live the full life British educator Charlotte Mason so ably championed.
Book Of Centuries
Book Of Firsts