None Owns

The charming landscape which I saw this morning, is indubitably made up of some twenty or thirty farms. Miller owns his field, Locke that, and Manning the woodland beyond. But none of them owns the landscape. There is a property on the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts, that is, the poet. This is the best part of these men’s farms, yet to this their land-deeds give them no title. 

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature (1836)

Thomas Jefferson et alt., Virginia University Campus (1825)

FIND IT ON THE MAP

Header: Andrew Wyeth, Christina’s World (1948)