Daily Garden Reflections
A Garden Forever In Flower
These flowers of June, the gates of memory unbar; these flowers of June, such old-time harmonies retune.
A Garden Forever In Flower
These flowers of June, the gates of memory unbar; these flowers of June, such old-time harmonies retune.
Some Birds Are Poets
One day in the bluest of summer weather, sketching under a whispering oak, I heard five bobolinks laughing together.
Some Birds Are Poets
One day in the bluest of summer weather, sketching under a whispering oak, I heard five bobolinks laughing together.
Friendly Summer Calls Again
When friendly summer calls again, calls again her little fifers to these hills, we'll go—we two—to that arched fane of leafage.
Friendly Summer Calls Again
When friendly summer calls again, calls again her little fifers to these hills, we'll go—we two—to that arched fane of leafage.
A Plain Life
Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.
A Plain Life
Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.
Rest Is Not Idleness
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.
Rest Is Not Idleness
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.
To Watch The Corn Grow
To watch the corn grow, and the blossoms set; to draw hard breath over ploughshare or spade; to read, to think, to love, to hope, to pray.
To Watch The Corn Grow
To watch the corn grow, and the blossoms set; to draw hard breath over ploughshare or spade; to read, to think, to love, to hope, to pray.