So here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think will thou let it Slip useless away?
Out of Eternity This new day is born. Into Eternity At night will return.
Behold it aforetime No eye never did So soon it forever From all eyes is hid.
Here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think, will thou let it Slip useless away?by Thomas Carlyle [as copied from my Great Aunt Lex's 'Peerless Loose Leaf Note Book']
So last night my Aunt Penny picked me up at 6:30pm and off we headed (with our Tim Hortons coffee of course) to the London Camera Club meeting. I am thinking of joining it and last night they had in a presenter, this John McQuaid and his “contemplative principles” of photography. Aunt Penny is a […]More
I've found this garden to have improved me. There have been a multitude of lessons learned on my knees at this lovely Lake Garden. It was a mentor I will not forget, nor will I deny myself again the simple pleasures a garden offers.
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For many gardeners the garden becomes a place of refuge ~ a private, even sacred spot where the cycle of the seasons is the only clock and time unfolds in a natural and unhurried way.Diana Ajjan
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Gardening gives me fun and health and knowledge. It gives me laughter and colour. It gives me pictures of almost incredible beauty.John F. Kenyon
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Earth Laughs in Flowers
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Yes, in the poor man's garden grow far more than herbs and flowers ~ kind thoughts, contentment, peace of mind, and joy for weary hours. Mary Howitt
Quotes from: GARDENING NOTES AND QUOTES a Helen Exley Giftbook
These rolling hills of the sensuous and the sorrow, this slippery slope, my feet are having trouble keeping everything on course. I try meandering, on words ~ like plenteous ~ Yet as this sensuous sadness takes ahold, I go to sleep hopeful, and awake early refreshed. Every day. Through tears atleast you know that you […]More
Wabi-sabi It finds beauty and harmony in what is simple, imperfect, modest, natural, and mysterious. [Rarasaur’s Prompt for the Promptless | Wabi-sabi] Whilst out hunting the lark, Tim and I happened upon such a thing of imperfect beauty. A gnarl. A lovely log, thrown off to the side with the other rejects. A gnarl is […]More