Quotes from Francis D. Hole

A rainbow of soil is under our feet; red as a barn and black as peat. It's yellow as lemon and white as the snow; bluish gray. So many colors below. Hidden in darkness as thick as the night; The only rainbow that can form without light. Dig you a pit, or bore you a hole, you'll find enough colors to well rest your soil.

The moment that a child can walk, like that in which it first can talk, is a precious start of exploration into landscapes of creation. Walking, walking, walking, walking, walking on the earth. By sense of touch the feet assess the nature of the wilderness of earth beneath; yet human speech cannot express what feet can teach. Walking, walking, walking, walking, walking on the earth.