There are always flowers for those who want to see them. Henri Matisse said that...
Flowers seem intended for the solace of ordinary humanity.John Ruskin said that...
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole...
Time limits are fictional. Losing all sense of time is actually the way to reality. We...
Then from the neighboring thicket the mockingbird, wildest of singers, swinging aloft on a willow spray...
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy,...
there’s gotta be a song left to singeverybody can’t of thought of everythingone little song that...
only empty spaces can be filledi don’t know who said that...
in the third year of our backyard garden, the Artemisia Silver Mound bloomed. i didn’t know...
no rain.no flowers.i don’t know who said that first...
the hum of beesis the voiceof the gardeni don’t know who said that...