I am sorry for all of my flaws, my blemishes and my scars. I
am sorry for ebbing when I should have flowed. I am sorry for erupting when I
should have retreated. I am sorry for the inclement weather, when all you
wanted was sunshine. I am sorry for not being who you want me to be. I am Mother Nature, sometimes unpredictable. I am
Mother Nature, fighting to be sustainable and dependable.
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. … There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” —Rachel Carson, Silent Spring
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