We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
People nowadays are either so busy or don't care that they have no time to stop and stare and laugh, just like the poem above "Leisure by William Henry Davies".
Look at the fallen Styrofoam cardboard above. It had fallen after someone walked by due to its lightness. It's just beside Lucyriver's seat so Lucyriver waited and watched to see how many people would walk by before someone pick it up.People came, walked over it and people went by and it took TEN people before it was picked up by someone. And that someone is the OWNER of the cardboard herself.
Lucyriver told the owner and she experimented with another sheet of paper on the same location. This time it took three people before it was picked up by a monkey.
Lucyriver went after her and took note of her name. She's from a weaker monkey class but surely got better character.
If you do come upon something lying in your path, be it something worthy or worthless (there are exceptions ,of course, Lucyriver won't ask you to pick up shit) would you stop and perform this small deed of picking it up?
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