This time of year. most of my post are about my garden. Although the weather is brutally hot, most of our shrubbery is thriving. They seem at home in the tropical climate, and are not aware of the absence of natural rain water. They do notice, however, the gardener is faithful to bring water to their parched roots each day, providing them with nourishment, a necessity for life.
Garden Magic
This is the garden's magic,
That through the sunny hours
the gardener who tends it,
Himself outgrows the flowers.
He grows by gift of patience,
since he who sows must know
That only in the Lord's good time
Does any seedling grow.
He learns from buds unfolding,
From each tight leaf unfurled,
That his own heart expanding,
Is one with all the world.
He bares his head to sunshine,
His bending back a sign
of grace, and ev'ry shower becomes
His sacramental wine.
And when at last his labors
Bring forth the very stuff
And substance of all beauty
This is reward enough.
~Marie Nettleton Carroll
Be blessed today.......Dee Dee click on photos....
