June

As is the generation of leaves, so is that of humanity.


The wind scatters the leaves on the


ground, but the live timber burgeons with


leaves again in the season of spring returning.


So one generation of men will grow while another


dies.



—HOMER, ILIAD






I wished to possess all the productions of nature, but I wished life with them. This was impossible.

—JOHN JAMES AUDUBON

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