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The kiss of the sun for pardon, The song of the birds for mirth- One is nearer God's heart in a garden Than anywhere else on earth. ~Dorothy Frances Gurney~ |



Somewhere in every garden, there must be at least one spot,
a quiet garden seat in which a person-or twopeople-can reach
into themselves and be in touch with nothing elsebut nature.
~Christopher Alexanmder~


The song of the birds for mirth-
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
~Dorothy Frances Gurney~



A cup of sun...
a daisy...
a thimbleful of snow...
a leaf turned red from frost's first touch...
this much of God I know.
~Joan Walsh Anglund~
A bird does not sing because
He sings because he has a song.
~Joan Walsh Anglund~

"I don't know why young people
don't have herb gardens anymore.
They are too busy shopping
for vegetables at the store."
~The Fruitcake Lady~

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The setting sun says all words the day has left unsaid. ~Amelie Yonge~ |
Beautiful pics mom! A little piece of home online for me :)
ReplyDeleteI love the special places in your garden and have enjoyed time in the special "seat"/swing. Thanks for sharing.
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