Nature is everything to me. It is a puzzle waiting to be solved, an escape from the chains of society, and a challenging adventure. Nature is my best friend and worst enemy. It is my biggest fear, and greatest love. Simple, yet so complex, nature is a mind-boggling concept, an addiction, and a passion. It is a frightening nightmare and a peaceful dream. Nature quenches my thirst, while leaving a hunger pain so deep I starve. It is an artistic masterpiece, the greatest story written, a beautiful poem, a sweet song and an eye-capturing photograph. I would not survive without it.
Nature has always fascinated me. Growing up as a child I practically lived outdoors. To this day, I love to be outside. Whether hiking to mountain tops, sailing the salty seas, camping in the woods, or touching the bottom of the ocean, I can’t get enough of being outside and involved in my natural environment. I have seen the beauty and the cruelty of nature. I feel as if Dillard notices and appreciates both in nature as she quotes, “Cruelty is a mystery, and the waste of pain. But if we describe a world to compass these things, a world that is long, brute game, then we bump against another mystery: the inrush of power and light, the canary that sings on the skull… there seems to be a such thing as beauty, a grace wholly gratuitous…The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there” (9-10). Nature needs to be appreciated for its beauty, its cruelty, its majesty and power. Without it, nothing would survive.
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