The Garden

 

“Sometimes since I’ve been in the garden, I’ve looked up through the trees at the sky and I have had a strange feeling of being happy as if something were pushing and drawing in my chest and making me breathe fast. Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden—in all the places.”

—Frances Eliza Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden, 1911

 

 

Gardens take many forms and in many places from visiting my lemon tree residing at my daughter's home, walking in a public garden, or walking a trail that displays flowers planted by God and the wind.

 

 

It is all a part of the magic of the universe.

 

 

The beauty of a humorous God. A God that sprinkles delight wherever God wanders.

 

 

A garden can bring hope for an abundant harvest of apples or just fulfill the delights of the heart by their beauty. Love can grow there and fulfill a satisfied tummy.
 

 We can sit for awhile and take in the energy of growing things all around us. It can heal us, fill us, and make us smile.

 

Surround yourself with growing things each day. Even in my "wee" little living space I am creating a "wee" little garden.

 

Sending love as you savor each day and walk in a garden.

 

Marilyn