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4th of July
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with Bible verse
~Welcome to my Garden~
My favorite things about gardening
gets you out in the fresh air and sunshine
fragrant bouquets all summer long
brings out a person's creativity
increases the beauty of nature
it's fun to dig in sweet, fresh ,rich soil
MY HUMBLE GARDEN
Butterflies, toads, the hum of tiny wings..
Bumblebees, turtles, a mockingbird that sings.
Welcome to my garden...
It's a beautiful sight.
Sit and rest a spell...
The world will be alright.
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All Rights Reserved
Flowers in MY Garden
~~ rose of sharon, daffodils, crocus,
cactus, old fashioned roses, zinnias,
hostas, daylilies, hollyhocks, marigolds, dahlias, ornamental grass, red hot pokers, sedums, irises, peonies, bee balm, glads, winter coleus, lacy-edged bishop's weed, ajuga, cat&kittens, mums, lavender, peppermint, lamb's ear, resurrection lilies, daisies, ....
From a book called I've Got to Talk to Somebody, God by Marjorie Holmes
This is my garden, God, this is my garden, my
own small precious portion of the earth that you have made.
I will dig and hoe and tend it, I will grub
in the soil that is cool and moist and scented with spring.
I will find you in that soil as I crumble its clods or press these small seeds deep into its dark flesh.
What a joyful thing, the feel of your silent soil. It clings to my fingers, it is hard and certain beneath my knees.
It receives my little offerings - these tiny plants, these slips and cuttings, these infinitesimal seedlings, with a kind of blind, uncommenting magnificence. I am a trifle awed before it, I am filled with an amused humility.
How insignificant I am that I should be entrusted with this miracle to come. No, no, the earth will surely reject my anxious efforts, my foolish hopes. Yet I know a happy patience too. Wait - only wait upon the Lord as the bible says.
And sure enough. The silent, teeming forces of creation set to work, and soon the miracle has come! Onions and lettuce for the table. Shrubs to be trimmed. The incredible colors and fragrances of the flowers.
I think of that first garden where life began.
I think of that final garden where Christ prayed. ("In my father's house are many mansions," he said. I feel sure that among those mansions there are many gardens too.)
How marvelous that man's existence - and woman's - began in a garden. Perhaps that's why we feel so wonderfully alive in a garden. And so close to you.
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My pages are family friendly.
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