It will one day be clear to all

One more tidbit from Henry Mitchell before I have to return the book to the library: When I peer about my little garden, which is sometimes so beautiful, I never admire this plant or that plant without a certain awe that beneath the surface and structural beauty that even the coarsest human eye can see... Continue Reading →

Lunchtime Reading

"People like gardening because it differs from the "efficiency" of modern life.  People like to dig, and they like to dig with the same spade or fork that their predecessors used a thousand years before them. They like to tie up grapevines.  They like to prune great climbing roses.  They like to stake lilies.  I... Continue Reading →

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