Nature.

“I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beauty. In the wilderness, I find something more dear and connate than in streets or villages. In the tranquil landscape, and especially in the distant line of the horizon, man beholds somewhat as beautiful as his own nature.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Selected Essays

“If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Selected Essays

“In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Selected Essays

“The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into the era of manhood. His intercourse with heaven and earth, becomes part of his daily food. In the presence of nature, a wild delight runs through the man, in spite of real sorrows...” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Walking

Few things are more adorable to me than watching a child discover something, look at it for a while, hear them ever so softly murmur "Mama" and then look around to find me so they can show me their new treasure.

“Nature is not always tricked in holiday attire, but the same scene which yesterday breathed perfume and glittered as for the frolic of the nymphs, is overspread with melancholy today. Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Selected Essays

When we first arrived, I heard her saying "AMiNALS, Where Are You?"

“Throw a stone into the stream and the ripples that propagate themselves are the beautiful type of all influence.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature

I forgot to mention that "she" insisted on wearing a Post-It note. When we were leaving, she frantically scribbled on a pink post-it and insisted on wearing it. Identification tag??? Possibly.