prejudice, your narrow-mindedness, 

 all the petty things that make your 

 daily trappings anrl take a sun- 

 bath with me, give your starved 

 soul a chance the road to the 

 outdoors is open to all. And as 

 Providence is apparently over-busy 

 administering to every feeble soul 

 the necessary, properly-mixed tonic 

 of self-sacrifice and recompense, 

 come with me back to the woods, 

 pry open your blind eyes and grow 

 as the flowers grow. 



STRONG breeze was stirring 

 the tree-tops, the shining blue- 



eyed water of Lake Tahoe 



danced happily in its mountain 

 home. The largest, fattest trout 

 found shelter there, lucky the human 

 who could float and dive with them. 

 He might feel he was descended 

 from the mer-folk, the sea his natural 

 habitat, so buoyant is it, so deep, 

 so bracing, so everything a water 

 should be. 



At least Nimrod said it was all 

 these things, said it at great length 

 as he stood, fully dressed, with no 



