" Some of my pleasantest rambles have been over these hills. One is hardly content to walk over them. The pure, bracing air, the open sky, give to us such a sense of freedom and relief that we want to bound along, like merry, light-hearted children. And here I have seen and felt the glorious, wondrous ever-changing beauty of the clouds, watching them for hours, until I have been tempted to think them the grandest and most beautiful of all God’s grand and beautiful works.”

Charlotte Forten Grimke, 1858, fifth generation descendant of an African slaves, Glimpses of New England "

― Lorraine Anderson , Sisters of the Earth: Women's Prose and Poetry About Nature