. In God's out-of-doors. Natural history. love the clouds, and did 1 teach myself or did John Ruskin teach me? No matter. I think it was born with me, like loving my mother, or being hungry for sight and hearing of the sea. But anyway 1 love the clouds and to-day they would make a dullard love them. They are so high, gauzy, tenuous. Those high cirrus clouds nobody ever painted so well as Turner, because nobody ever saw them so well. Seeing comes before painting. There is a chronology in production. These clouds this day are diaphanous, remote, leisurely, out a-strolling like myself. 1 wonder i
. In God's out-of-doors. Natural history. love the clouds, and did 1 teach myself or did John Ruskin teach me? No matter. I think it was born with me, like loving my mother, or being hungry for sight and hearing of the sea. But anyway 1 love the clouds and to-day they would make a dullard love them. They are so high, gauzy, tenuous. Those high cirrus clouds nobody ever painted so well as Turner, because nobody ever saw them so well. Seeing comes before painting. There is a chronology in production. These clouds this day are diaphanous, remote, leisurely, out a-strolling like myself. 1 wonder if they have a farm they are walking to? No one need giggle. SHADOWS as if 1 were not walking to my farm. Because 1 am sitting aroand and reading Keats and watching clouds and herds of cattle and leaves is no sign 1 am not walking to my farm. To rest is to get ready for walking. This business is all of a piece. 1 am on my way to my farm. But where the clouds are going, with their slow step, 1 do not now say, not knowing, only they are taking their time. But nobody could paint them. Each one in all the fleecy multitudes has a new, fleeting loveli- ness. God loans them one divine form, and that only for a moment, and then changes it to another, How rich God is in patterns, which 173. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Quayle, William A. (William Alfred), 1860-1925. Cincinnati, Jennings & Pye; New York, Eaton & Mains
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