The Encounter with Beauty
一個自然愛好者，
他外在的知覺和內心的感觸是相互協調的，
甚至在他成年以後，
依然擁有一顆童心。
在他看來，與天地的接觸，
是日常生活中不可分割的一部分，
隻要身處大自然中，
不管生活中遭遇多大的悲痛，
內心總會產生巨大的快樂。
月亮升起來
Spell of the Rising Moon
皮特·斯坦哈特 / Peter Steinhart
皮特·斯坦哈特(1785—1851)美國博物學家，作家。他曾是以奧特朋（1785—1851，美國鳥類學家，畫家及博物學家）命名的雜誌的編輯及專欄作家，並且一幹就是20年。他的作品曾被很多報刊采用，如：《紐約時報》《洛杉磯時報》《瓊斯媽媽》等。
There is a hill near my home that I often climb at night. The noise of the city is a far-off murmur. In the hush of dark I share the cheerfulness of crickets and the confidence of owls. But it is the drama of the moonrise that I come to see. For that restores in me a quiet and clarity that the city spends too freely.
From this hill I have watched many moons rise. Each one had its own mood. There have been broad， confident harvest moons in autumn； shy， misty moons in spring； lonely， winter moons rising into the utter silence of an ink-black sky and smoke-smudged orange moons over the dry fields of summer. Each， like fine music， excited my heart and then calmed my soul.
Moon gazing is an ancient art. To prehistoric hunters the moon overhead was as unerring as heartbeat. They knew that every 29 days it become full-bellied and brilliant， then sickened and died， and then was reborn. They knew the waxing moon appeared larger and higher overhead after each succeeding sunset. They knew the waning moon rose later each night until it vanished in the sunrise. To have understood the moon’ s patterns from experience must been a profound thing.