One of my favourite poems is by Byron – ‘Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage’.
I won’t reproduce the whole thing, but the opening paragraph is very apposite to my feelings about nature, learning outdoors and in particular in woodlands or by the coast.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is a society where non intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar;