Flowers have spoken to me
more
than I can tell in written words.
They are the hieroglyphics of angels,
loved by all men
for
the beauty of their character,
though few can decipher even
fragments of their meaning.
~Lydia M. Child
In July and August when week after week it’s beyond insanely hot, when day after day it’s miserably humid, when weeds grow higher and faster than grass, when hordes of mosquitos and armies of flies launch endless assaults, and the flowers of spring have long been gone, I begin to entertain the idea that it might just better to hire someone to come with a bulldozer and level my flower beds.
This has become an even more freqent a consideration as I’ve aged and found it harder and harder physically to manage it all. But then a day or days come in the spring when I get up and migrate to my chair that looks out at a large portion of our yard, and I see through our oversized glass patio doors why I not only created my garden but also why I absolutely cannot part with it.
The millefleurs patterns of flowers and leaves are reminiscent of old tapestries and antique porcelain which take my breath away and transport me back to times long and forever gone. Moreover it numbs the madness of world and the trials that come as I remember poets of old, books like THE SECRET GARDEN, and the flower-lined streets and alleys of my childhood. It is my haven, my sanctuary, my sacred space, and in and of it my soul feeds and my spirit takes flight. These photos I took through the glass doors do not do it justice, but perhaps you too can get a sense of its glory.
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. ~Song of Songs 2:12 ✝
Love it. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thanks my friend❣️😘
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It is a glorious garden! Maybe you can get someone to help you with it, not necessarily with a bulldozer, but something more…. gentle?
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If I lived in your town, I’d come help you with it and you could teach me about gardening. 🙂
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Awwww that’s so sweet and I’d be delighted to teach you what little I know❣️😘xoxoxo
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❤ You know more than a little, Miss Natalie. 🙂
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Most of what I know is just from trial and error🤠🤠🤠
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Experience! 🙂
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Yeppers😊❣️
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I have found someone who is helping some. One of my grandsons was a great helper and then they moved away sadly.❤️❤️❤️
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Maybe you will get a whole team of helpers!
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That would be great❤️❤️❤️
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Beautiful garden and a heavenly therapy
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Thanks! It truly is heavenly therapy❣️😘
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A beautiful garden and words Natalie and may the universe flow you some practical help to nourish your view. Hugs Xx ❤
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Thank you Jane❣️😘
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I can’t imagine being without a garden. Even if eventually I’m reduced to a windowbox to tend, I must have my floral outlet!
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Absolutely and amen Eliza❣️😘
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It’s so beautiful, Natalie…I could day dream there forever. As you say it’s your sanctuary! 🙂
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It is my sanctuary and is so full of the sacred that it takes my breath away daily❤️❤️❤️xoxoxo
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We all need a little bit of magic in our lives, don’t we? And nature is my best kind! 🙂
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Absolutely and amen w do and nature is the best kind❤️❤️❤️xoxoxo
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