Hal Borland
Hal Borland
Harold "Hal" Glen Borlandwas a well-known American author, journalist and naturalist. In addition to writing many non-fiction and fiction books about the outdoors, he was a staff writer and editorialist for The New York Times...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth14 May 1900
CountryUnited States of America
summer night men
I grew up in those years when the Old West was passing and the New West was emerging. It was a time when we still heard echoes and already saw shadows, on moonlit nights when the coyotes yapped on the hilltops, and on hot summer afternoons when mirages shimmered, dust devils spun across the flats, and towering cumulus clouds sailed like galleons across the vast blueness of the sky. Echoes of remembrance of what men once did there, and visions of what they would do together.
animal men cereal
Of all the everyday plants of the earth, grass is the least pretentious and the most important to mankind. It clothes the earth is an unmistakable way. Directly or indirectly it provides the bulk of man's food, his meat, his bread, every scrap of his cereal diet. Without grass we would all starve, we and all our animals. And what a dismal place this world would be!
men hands bird
For all his learning or sophistication, man still instinctively reaches towards that force beyond. Only arrogance can deny its existence, and the denial falters in the face of evidence on every hand. In every tuft of grass, in every bird, in every opening bud, there it is.
distance men wind
There are no limits to either time or distance, except as man himself may make them. I have but to touch the wind to know these things.
wise wisdom men
Man is wise and constantly in quest of more wisdom; but the ultimate wisdom, which deals with beginnings, remains locked in a seed.
fall autumn men
Of all the seasons, autumn offers the most to man and requires the least of him.
pride men years
The earth turns, and the seasons, and for all his pride and power man cannot temper the winds or change their course. They are the unseen tides that shape our days and our years.
strong spring men
Man is not an aquatic animal, but from the time we stand in youthful wonder beside a Spring brook till we sit in old age and watch the endless roll of the sea, we feel a strong kinship with the waters of this world.
appreciate knowing meaning understand
Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.
lonely winter autumn
The hush comes with the deepening of Autumn; but it comes gradually. Our ears are attuned to it, day by quieter day. But even now, if one awakens in the deep darkness of the small hours, one can hear it, a foretaste of Winter silence. It’s a little painful now, and a little lonely because it is so strange.
wild-roses orange stones
Here and there one sees the blush of wild rose haws or the warmth of orange fruit on the bittersweet, and back in the woods is the occasional twinkle of partridgeberries. But they are the gem stones, the rare decorations which make the grays, the browns and the greens seem even more quiet, more completely at rest.
beautiful morning views
As I stood and watched the mists slowly rising this morning I wondered what view was more beautiful than this.
horizon october leafs
October is the fallen leaf, but it is also a wider horizon more clearly seen.
rain thinking rivers
Any river is really the summation of the whole valley. To think of it as nothing but water is to ignore the greater part.