“If you have not heard the trees of the field clap their hands, do not think it is because they don't.” McClandish Phillips Walking in the gardens this week, I was thrilled to see the dogwoods blooming like mad. They are the prettiest things. The joy of them feeds your soul like food feeds the... Continue Reading →
Quiet Evening
An evening on the porch at the close of a summer day brings stillness and country-style quiet. There is no noise of trains or traffic, no sirens, or horns honking. I sit and listen. The wind has laid in the treetops, but I can hear the water running in the ditches toward the creek below... Continue Reading →
Anemone
The anemone has a delicious bloom. The blues are wonderful with periwinkle petals and black wispy centers. I planted one this spring and its feathery leaves make it look so fragile that I had little hope for it. Then just last week my plant from last year came up and bloomed. I hadn't known they... Continue Reading →