Outdoorsman: Poetry and Photography in Nature
Nature is the supreme art. It is a masterpiece written in verdant leaves, drawn on crisp earth, and sung by all life breathing in the wild—a magnum opus cycling through spring, summer, autumn, winter, and back to spring again. But though such splendor surrounds us, it is made mute by the mundane noise of our urban life. We aren’t meant to be confined in buildings. We are nature’ . . .