Earth with her thousand voices, praises God. Samuel Taylor ColeridgeOh beautiful sweet scented rosesUnfurling after a rain,At the first glimpse of overdue sunshine,At the soft breathe of God on the wind.Your petals, white as summer clouds,With freckles of pink-pinpoint-pearledYou lift to dance and sing the praisesOf the artist who paints our world. ©2014 Elece Hollis Find a copy... Continue Reading →
Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning.Psalm 30:5A garden plot's a healing spot. I know the feel of sodWas my mother's way to say, "I've touched a bit of God." June Masters BacherAs the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common everyday blessings of our common everyday... Continue Reading →
CantaloupeMusky bouquet of garden,Smell of fresh-turned soil,Fragrance of spring rain,Whiff of orange and yellow butterflies,Perfume of a gardener's prayers,Scent of sunshine,Essence of heat.Stop and smell a cantaloupe.It is summer.