Foolishness? No, it's not

Sometimes I spend all day trying to count the leaves on a single tree.  To do this I have to climb branch by branch and write down the numbers in a little book.  so I suppose, from their point of view, it's reasonable that my friends say: what foolishness!  She's got her head in the clouds again.

But it's not.  Of course I have to give up, but by then I'm half crazy with the wonder of it -- the abundance of the leaves, the quietness of the branches, the hopelessness of my effort.  And I am in that delicious and important place, roaring with laughter, full of earth-praise.

  -- Mary Oliver, from A Thousand Mornings
(Thank you, Bev, for this beautiful gift)