Natural history is a matter of observation; it is a harvest which you gather when and where you find it growing. Birds and squirrels and flowers are not always in season, but philosophy we have always with us. It is a crop which we can grow and reap at all times and in all places and it has its own value and brings its own satisfaction.
John Burroughs (1837-1921)
Mr Froggie went a courtin' - can you find him?
Bees - 10 year old Moozle's journal:
Mosquitoes
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.
John Lubbock (1834-1913)
Camellia sasanquas in flower...
15 yr old Benji's journal:
Contented cat...
Clouds gathering before a storm...
On our Bush Walk
My journal - I'm not as regular with mine as my children are with theirs but I've always liked pressing flowers and so continue with that.
Do what you can where you are with what you have.
Theodore Roosevelt (1858-1919)
Autumnal glory...
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