. The winds of change blow. Winter comes but yousnow nothing. Don a cloak of watchful wonder and prime sense
. Give a nod to the trees, and to the birds and the bees. If the apple is to fall, catch it. If the tree is to fall, listen to your climate and acclimatise to your inundation
. Look with your lugs and sing with your soul. Your lungs are the engines of the universe. Breathe with your people and preserve the moment