In my garden

In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms.

The garden suggests

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.

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.