Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.
The cottage garden; most for use designed, Yet not of beauty destitute.
A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.
My position is that since the non-secular status of my garden is not recognised by the law; by the world of the public, then the garden can only be private. So, I closed the garden to the public.
I have become a prisoner of the peace movement. But you can’t say that the termination is coming and then say that you are going back to your own garden to dig.
I wrote something when I was 9 that seemed pretty good for a 9 year old; it concerned flowers in our family garden – I was grateful my mother praised it. Of course, I found out later it was pretty silly, but it was the first poem I was proud of.
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.
I walk out to my backyard garden at certain times of the year, and I can’t get 30 feet without stopping for 20 minutes because the goumis need trimming.
If the whole of mankind is to be united into one brotherhood, all obstacles must be removed so that men, all over the surface of the globe, should be as children playing in a garden.