Henry Miller mentioned the peace, the quiet and the fog rolling in and out over the velvety hills and blessed it, for here, Miller argued, man could hide from all of the world’s ugliness and experience the serene security created by a handful of people who lived in harmony with nature, the noble old trees, the wormwood, the wild lovely lilacs, the poppies, the squirrels, the rattlesnakes, the buzzards, the eagles, the humming birds, and the infinite vistas of sea and air. 1,281 more words