What makes a picture a landscape?

Shall I add a little picture of our landscape?

A broad open expanse of sky―in the distance, one lone tree, a path to that tree, house, milky white, the sun, all agleam with the radiance of deep orange―

In the near foreground, a park in which open-air school is held―many happy children―the teachers all as happy as the scholars.

The lesson is Nature study, so a pigeon is perched on the open palm of the instructress. All the little faces thrill, and this in the open where the twilight is like an angel's tread on the carpet of God's presence.

You say it is twilight, yet you speak of the sun as being up. In just what position is the sun and how can it be twilight with the sun shining?

I am merely an observer of Nature in the picture view.

But do all see it as you do?

As the picture philosophy was told you, each sees what he looks for.

Is that a Twentieth plane attribute?

All great laws penetrate all planes.

—Mother