Daily Garden Reflections
Rain-Prayer
I long for the rain, the dull long rain, for farmlands and ploughlands and cornlands again. O grey broken skies, you were part of my pain!
Rain-Prayer
I long for the rain, the dull long rain, for farmlands and ploughlands and cornlands again. O grey broken skies, you were part of my pain!
A Good Gardener Is A Good Weeder
But here, unhated for an hour, the sorrel runs in ragged flame, the daisy stands, a bastard flower, like flowers that bear an honest name.
A Good Gardener Is A Good Weeder
But here, unhated for an hour, the sorrel runs in ragged flame, the daisy stands, a bastard flower, like flowers that bear an honest name.
The Morning Glory
Was it worth while to paint so fair thy every leaf — to vein with faultless art each petal, taking the boon light and air of summer so to heart?
The Morning Glory
Was it worth while to paint so fair thy every leaf — to vein with faultless art each petal, taking the boon light and air of summer so to heart?
The Renewal Of Youth And Spring
One of the greatest virtues of gardening is this perpetual renewal of youth and spring, of promise of flower and fruit.
The Renewal Of Youth And Spring
One of the greatest virtues of gardening is this perpetual renewal of youth and spring, of promise of flower and fruit.
There Is A Garden In Her Face
There is a garden in her face where roses and white lilies grow; a heav'nly paradise is that place wherein all pleasant fruits do flow.
There Is A Garden In Her Face
There is a garden in her face where roses and white lilies grow; a heav'nly paradise is that place wherein all pleasant fruits do flow.
Back To The Farm
Life on a small farm might seem primitive, but by living such a life we become able to discover the great path.
Back To The Farm
Life on a small farm might seem primitive, but by living such a life we become able to discover the great path.