The Webster Viridarium
Join CCE and Master Composters to learn about composting and vermicomposting to enhance your yard space and help reduce waste!
West Elmira Library
Monday, June 22, 4:30pm – 5:30pm
In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms.
The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose.
After women, flowers are the most lovely thing God has given the world.
Love is like wildflowers; it's often found in the most unlikely places.
Where flowers bloom so does hope.
Let us live like flowers, wild and beautiful and drenched in sun.
A flower blossoms for its own joy.
The garden suggests there might be a place where we can meet nature halfway.
Coffee. Garden. Coffee. Does a good morning need anything else?
There are no gardening mistakes, only experiments.
The hum of bees is the voice of the garden.
When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden.
There is nothing that is comparable to it, as satisfactory or as thrilling as gathering vegetables one has grown.
To plant a garden is to dream of tomorrow.
Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers.
I grow plants for many reasons: to please my eye or to please my soul, to challenge the elements or to challenge my patience, for novelty or for nostalgia, but mostly for the joy in seeing them grow.
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul.
Flowers are the music of the ground from earth's lips spoken without sound.