morning, noon
And this gift of language is often of questionable value , and had been so with him . Things he had heard said about God often made the boy hate Him . All that he felt , filled him with love . To him the valley was heaven , and through it invisibly but unmistakably God walked , morning , noon and evening . To the child sauntering dreamily and wistfully along , the object dimly seen from the farm-house door began gradually to dissolve itself into a group of living beings . Two horses were attached to a plow ; one standing in the lush grass of the meadow , and the other in a deep furrow traced across its surface . The first , an old gray mare , was breathing heavily , her sides expanding and contracting like a bellows .