Wise Words from Rachel Carson

August 29, 2008

"One stormy autumn night when my nephew Roger was about twenty months old, I wrapped him in a blanket and carried him down to the beach in the rainy darkness.  Out there, just at the edge of where we couldn't see, big waves were thundering in dimly seen white shapes that boomed and shouted and threw great handfuls of froth at us.  Together we laughed for pure joy -- he a baby meeting for the first time the wild tumult of Oceanus, I with the salt of half a lifetime of sea love in me.  But I think we felt the same spine-tingling response to the vast roaring ocean and the wild night around us....

It was hardly a conventional way to entertain one so young, I suppose, but now, with Roger a little past his fourth birthday, we are continuing that sharing of adventures in the world of nature that we began in his babyhood, and I think the results are good."

Rachel Carson, The Sense of Wonder
"One stormy autumn night when my nephew Roger was about twenty months old, I wrapped him in a blanket and carried him down to the beach in the rainy darkness.  Out there, just at the edge of where we couldn't see, big waves were thundering in dimly seen white shapes that boomed and shouted and threw great handfuls of froth at us.  Together we laughed for pure joy -- he a baby meeting for the first time the wild tumult of Oceanus, I with the salt of half a lifetime of sea love in me.  But I think we felt the same spine-tingling response to the vast roaring ocean and the wild night around us....

It was hardly a conventional way to entertain one so young, I suppose, but now, with Roger a little past his fourth birthday, we are continuing that sharing of adventures in the world of nature that we began in his babyhood, and I think the results are good."

Rachel Carson, The Sense of Wonder

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