“Some of the most important moments in life are those spent alone, in quiet communion with nature.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“I’ve heard a million beautiful songs, but it’s the quiet hum of nature that stirs my soul.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“I have lost my way many times, but nature has always guided me home.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“Nature has painted beauty across the earth; may human hearts forever reflect its grace.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“The whisper of the wind through the grass speaks to my soul, revealing life's truths more deeply than the clamour of my… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“Aline found herself walking quickly, almost running, to her favorite place by the river, where a wildflower meadow sloped down to tall… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“In this worried rush, nobody stopped to see the sun appear over rooftops. Unnoticed beauty lost in the need to be everywhere,… — Mala Naidoo Copy Share Image
“Deep in the woods, beside the swift-running stream, I stood listening, until the faint rustle of leaves reached me—soft songs drifting on… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“The trees' free-flowing asymmetry fascinates me. Their cluster of leaves, through which the sunlight filters gently in, makes me dream.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“She pulled off the road when she was halfway there, parking the car in a spot where the grass had turned from… — Tracy Guzeman Copy Share Image
“I dream of transforming my neighborhood into a garden, where flowers blossom not only in the soil but in the hearts of… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“Alice dug into her pocket and pulled out her notebook, hurrying to make a note of the sensation and the day and… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Wild rambling roses had started to appear on the sides of the path; creatures of habit making their yearly bids between the… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Dark rocks stood waiting to be sculpted by the wind. Tiny seeds rode the air, waiting to fall and take root. Under… — Deborah Lawrenson Copy Share Image
“Outside, I shivered in a landscape of greys and silvers, the stone walls and cobbles looming pale in the wintry air. The… — Martine Bailey Copy Share Image
“I am completely stunned by the beauty of it. The villa, which will be our home for the next ten days, is… — Lizzy Dent Copy Share Image
“Crawling across the barren ground, life was hard for the tiny colorless caterpillar. But today, she shimmied in delight like a ballerina… — T.L. Price Copy Share Image
“The low, white house nestled at the top of the meadows, its back against the hill that rose behind it, protecting it… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
“As they drove onto the bridge that would bring them round to the north side of the station, the phrase "purple hills… — Jesse Kirkwood Copy Share Image
“Sunlight was everywhere, glittering gold off the bright green leaves of the garden. A blackcap, concealed within the foliage of a nearby… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“The scent of linden blossoms hung heavy on the air. Dortchen made a sharp, jerking movement, as if to walk away. But… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“Springtime in Turkey and the South Caucasus is idealized for good reason. Valleys are carpeted with wildflowers and the land is one… — Caroline Eden Copy Share Image
“The oblong tower of the church, with its wrought-iron steeple, caught the last reflections of the sun against the hills. This is… — Elizabeth Bard Copy Share Image
“Sadie scanned the wild tangle of greenery surrounding them. Ferns were striving towards the light, spiraled stems uncoiling into fronds. The sweet… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“No matter how troubled the nights were, however, the days were extraordinary... pleasure filled, serene, imparting a sense of well-being that Christopher… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“But this isn't standard Japanese picnic fare: not a grain of rice or a pickled plum in sight. Instead, they fill the… — Matt Goulding Copy Share Image
“She gazed out at the seductive vista. The countryside was dressed in its prettiest May garb- everything budding or blooming or bursting… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
“Laura's mind was already racing with the creative possibilities presented to her. She whipped out her sketchbook and started to work away… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
“I still dream in pictures and color, always the world of my childhood. I see the purple Judas trees at Easter lighting… — Deborah Lawrenson Copy Share Image
“The air was pure and still, and early sunshine sparkled on the heavy dew. In the valley sat cotton candy mist, and… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
“I placed the tubes of paint on the palette and selected a small canvas. I prepared the palette with an assortment of… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
“Dortchen ducked through a gap in the trees, following a winding path to a small grove of old linden trees, their branches… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
“On December the twenty-third, the park was hazy from clammy mists that muted and softened all color and distance. Michael had not… — Martine Bailey Copy Share Image
“The orchard where they stood was on higher ground than the farmhouse, which nestled like a white dove beneath hemlocks and the… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
