From, Cross Creek....

These words below are not mine! .. Obviously! :) But they still belong to the world, and are fading away, as is knowledge of Marjorie K Rawlings. So, below this line is one of my favorite passages of hers..... The earth may be borrowed, not bought, may be used, not owned. It gives itself in response to love and tenderness, offers it's seasonal flowering and fruiting. Cross creek belongs to the wind and the rain, to the sun and seasons, to the cosmic secrecy of seed, and beyond all, to time. from, book and movie