There Is A Lovable Quality About The

The Good Gardener Knows With Absolute Certainty That If He Does His Part, If He Gives The Labour, The Love, And Every Aid That His Knowledge Of His Craft, Experience Of The Conditions Of His Place, And Exercise Of His Personal Wit Can Work Together To Suggest, That So Surely Will God Give The Increase. Then With The Honestly-earned Success Comes The Consciousness Of Encouragement To Renewed Effort, And, As It Were, An Echo Of The Gracious Words, 'well Done My Good And Faithful Servant'.

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.

What Is One To Say About June, The Time Of Perfect Young Summer, The Fulfillment Of The Promise Of The Earlier Months, And With As Yet No Sign To Remind One That Its Fresh Young Beauty Will Ever Fade.

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

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.