Come into the
The kiss of
the sun for pardon,
I have a
garden of my own
dozens of words for “Snow,” but only one for “Patio.”
A Garden Is A Thing Of Beauty AND A Job For Life!
You may win ten million pounds on the lottery, but you will still get pleasure from growing your own vegetables!
Middle age is
when you look at the rain teeming down and say,
“That’ll be good for the garden.”
happier in many ways when we are old than when we were young. The
young sow wild oats, the old grow sage.
It is a lot easier to sit down on a grassy bank than to get up again afterwards.
One thing I
shall miss in heaven is gardening. We shan’t have any weeds in heaven,
It is hard to love a slug, especially those eating your
fancied being a monk – drinking mead, tending gardens
and making honey.
Matron surely you've seen a temperature taken like this before?