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 Blomfield Gurney
Here in the middle of January my thoughts are turning to spring. I cannot wait to plant my seedlings and start the process of gardening again this year. I want to put up a greenhouse to have a place to start earlier than my normal season allows. I am reading seed catalogues, and dreaming.
But keeping it real:
John Bird, a labourer, lies here,
Who served the earth for sixty year
With spade and mattock, drill and plough;
But never found it kind till now.
~Sylvia Townsend Warner
Weeds always proliferate around here. Bugs are aplenty, too.
Ever the optimist, I don't care. I look forward to spring with much anticipation!
Behold in the bloom of apples
And the violets in the sward*
A hint of the old, lost beauty
Of the Garden of the Lord!
~John Greenleaf Whittier
*turf or grass