Source Text: The Outdoor Life of Children
O, student of Society and History,
we were all meant to be naturalists,
each in his degree.
It is inexcusable to live in a world
so full of marvels,
of plant and animal life,
and to care for none of these.
Consider the lilies of the field
the fowls of the air.
Things worth observing —
to be watched from day to day:
— the departure and return of the birds with the season
— the portly form and spotted breast of the thrush
— a jay flying across a field
— the graceful flight of the swallow
— the yellow bill of the blackbird
— the gush of song which the skylark pours from above
while perching in a tree.
Make the acquaintance of a wild flower —
every common miracle
in all its fairy beauty.
Observe the wood and pith in the hazel twig
— the downy catkins of the willow
— the flower comes, each shut up in the dainty casket we call a bud
— the little ruby-eyed pistil late-flowers of the hazel
— leaves, branches, bark, trunk of trees.
Every plant bears fruit,
fruit and seed after his kind.
the Divine thought
the mystery of beauty