The Love Of Gardening Is A Seed

The Lesson I Have Thoroughly Learnt, And Wish To Pass On To Others, Is To Know The Enduring Happiness That The Love Of A Garden Gives.

There Is Always In February Some One Day, At Least, When One Smells The Yet Distant, But Surely Coming, Summer.

The Love Of Gardening Is A Seed Once Sown That Never Dies.

There Is A Lovable Quality About The Actual Tools. One Feels So Kindly To The Thing That Enables The Hand To Obey The Brain. Moreover, One Feels A Good Deal Of Respect For It; Without It The Brain And The Hand Would Be Helpless.

There Is No Spot Of Ground, However Arid, Bare Or Ugly, That Cannot Be Tamed Into Such A State As May Give An Impression Of Beauty And Delight.