Roses for Today

“When God decided to make a rose He must have been thinking of you.” Roses are my favorites. Even though there is Foxglove and Fushia and even though there are Chrysanthemums and Marigolds. Even though there is Lavender, and Lantana, and Lily of the Valley. Even though the mountains sprout Lupine and pools float Lotus... Continue Reading →

Life on the Prairie

"Prairie is a word that calls out to me. It is grass and wildflowers, crops, cattle grazing and hawks circling in the blue. Oceanic––filled to the brim with life, light, and undulating wind-stirred waves." c.e. hollis An early morning foggy pasture with a single tree. It is quiet and full of sound at the same... Continue Reading →

The Yellow of Prairie Autumn

"Sunlight stored up, soaked up by the surface of the fields and meadows must find its way back to the wide wonderful sky. So at the end of summer the yellow, orange, and bits of gold burst from buds and reach for the heavens." c.e.hollis Along the dusty roads bold splashes of yellow like bundles... Continue Reading →

Late Summer Comes to the Farm

While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease. Genesis 8:22 Summer is almost over and soon the leaves will fall, the garden will suffer frost, and the super-heated days will be forgotten. We all love summer, but there are things to relish in every... Continue Reading →

Blazing Stars Wildflower of the Prairies

Summer on the prairies is a continual feast of beauty. c.e.hollis July finds us half way through our summer season in Oklahoma. The prairies are roaring with life. Grasses are shoulder high and in them bees buzz and bumble from flower to flower. There are birds in the mix and butterflies everywhere. Wasps, cicadas, and... Continue Reading →

Bloom Where You’re Planted

What are the conditions we humans need to blossom?  To me, it seems as if there should be many blossoming moments in our lives, when the conditions are right for us to burst from our tight buds and become our best beautiful selves. And so it is in the garden. Maria Rodale I suppose we... Continue Reading →

Wildflowers

When a rose blooms for us, we fancy ourselves great gardeners yet we don't know even how a rose grows. c.e. hollis Wildflowers pop up in the grass of every meadow. They dance in the cool and wet spots. They flourish in the hot dry places as well. They spring up in the ditches along... Continue Reading →

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