“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Friday, April 12, 2013

Leaves

Houston, at least this part of it, is incredibly leafy. Our street (and Montrose in general) is swathed at present in luminous green darkness, coming from live oaks. The balcony on the second floor has become this extraordinary bird watching place, since there are doves building nests in the trees at eye level. Cardinals swooping about. And on and on.

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