Brummet's Conscious Blog

Quote of the Day  ©BrummetMedia.ca " He therefore slipped off everywhere,  to the right and to the left;  he climbed over into every vale that hid itself behind a hill;  he visited the pierced shadow-projection of every row of trees;  he laid himself down at the feet of a more than commonly beautiful flower,  and refreshed himself with pure love by its spirit,  without breaking its body;  he was the travelling-companion of the powdered butterfly,  and observed his burying himself in his flower,  and the hedge-sparrow  he followed through the bushes to her brooding-cell and nursery;  he let himself be spell-bound in the circle which a bee drew around him,  and quietly suffered himself to be immured in the shaft of his own nosegay;  he exercised upon every village  which the motley landscape held up to him the right of way,  and loved best to meet the children,  whose days played even like his hours... Bu...