Misty layers of mountain folds, tramping higher, new views inspire, and give excuse to stop, turn round, to stare, lift eyes up from the ground, and drink it in before more slog
In days of yore they trimmed their wood, creating idols that looked good, but nowadays we realise a lifeless doll no help supplies. Instead we sift ideas, build
Smooth and shy, and hard to spy peeping from the water. Watch them gliding, swimming by – agile under water. When they leave the sea they heave – pull with each front flipper,
Science is investigation of recorded information, experimenting, testing theories, giving thought to awkward queries, and alternative suggestions, never jumping to conclusions.