Small Moss

 ...the extra ordinary beauty of a small moss in fructification irresistibly caught my eye... though the plant was not larger than the top of my fingers, I could not contemplate the delicate conformation of its roots, leaves, and capsule without admiration. Can the Being, thought I, who planted, watered, and brought to perfection, in the obscure part of the world, a thing which appears of so small importance, look with unconcern upon the situation and sufferings of creatures formed after His own image? Surely not! 

-Mungo Park as quoted in Ourselves by Charlotte Mason


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