Photo: Blue Ridge Discovery Center"How frail each life is. We mow a meadow, and kill a thousand butterflies. The racket of the mower, the sound of a fist hitting flesh, an american bomb striking a Middle Eastern city - perhaps in the way of these things the only difference among them is that of scale, We keep on walking toward clamour and then cannot accept what that clamour shows us." - Jane Urquhart , Sanctuary Line
