“… I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief …
For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”
~ “The Peace of Wild Things”
~ Wendell Berry
~ born 1934
~ American novelist, poet, environmental activist, cultural critic & farmer
I came into the peace of wild things when I spotted this honey of a summer sight ~ a sweet, beautiful white-tailed deer fawn ~ posing on the banks of the Saucon Creek, with its mama doe nearby, on a gorgeous early August evening along the Saucon Rail Trail in the Saucon Valley, Hellertown, Pennsylvania.
