Oh, good gigantic smile o’ the brown old earth,
This autumn morning! How he sets his bones
To bask i’ the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet
For the ripple to run over in its mirth;
Listening the while, where on the heap of stones
The white breast of the sea-lark twitters sweet.
– “Among the Rocks” by Robert Browning (selected)
Wife and sons walking in Lost Maples State Natural Area in the Texas Hill Country.