Daily Garden Reflections
Every Flower Is A Soul
There flames the first gay daffodil where winter-long the snows have lain: who buried Love, all spent and still?
Every Flower Is A Soul
There flames the first gay daffodil where winter-long the snows have lain: who buried Love, all spent and still?
The Hum Of Bees
Like trains of cars on tracks of plush, I hear the level bee: A jar across the flowers goes, their velvet masonry.
The Hum Of Bees
Like trains of cars on tracks of plush, I hear the level bee: A jar across the flowers goes, their velvet masonry.
The Loveliest Of Trees
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now is hung with bloom along the bough, and stands about the woodland ride.
The Loveliest Of Trees
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now is hung with bloom along the bough, and stands about the woodland ride.
I Have So Fair A Garden
The blackbirds and the blackguards that keep robbing me of pie; for what do such things matter when I have so fair a garden?
I Have So Fair A Garden
The blackbirds and the blackguards that keep robbing me of pie; for what do such things matter when I have so fair a garden?
Gardening Makes Our Lives Whole
My heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own, into thy garden; thine be happy hours among my fairest thoughts.
Gardening Makes Our Lives Whole
My heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own, into thy garden; thine be happy hours among my fairest thoughts.
A Garden Is A Magical Place
Every time I imagine a garden in an architectural setting, it turns into a magical place. I think of gardens I have seen.
A Garden Is A Magical Place
Every time I imagine a garden in an architectural setting, it turns into a magical place. I think of gardens I have seen.