There Is No Gardening Without Humility. Nature

Perhaps A Maiden's Bashfulness Is More A Matron's Lesson Than Our Lips Aver.

Through The Dripping Weeks That Follow One Another Slow, And Soak Summer's Extinguished Fire And Autumn's Drifting Smoke.

The Glory Of Gardening: Hands In The Dirt, Head In The Sun, Heart With Nature. To Nurture A Garden Is To Feed Not Just On The Body, But The Soul. Share The Botanical Bliss Of Gardeners Through The Ages, Who Have Cultivated Philosophies To Apply To Their Own - And Our Own - Lives: Show Me Your Garden And I Shall Tell You What You Are.

Tears Are Summer Showers To The Soul.

There Is No Gardening Without Humility