Where a love of 
natural beauty
 has been cultivated,
 all nature becomes 
a stupendous 
gallery,
 as much superior in form
 and in coloring to the choicest 
collections of human art,
 as the heavens are broader and loftier than 
the Louvre or the Vatican. 
Horace Mann
Delicious autumn!
 My very soul is wedded to it,
 and if I were a bird
 I would fly about the earth 
seeking the successive autumns.
 
George Eliot
George Eliot

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