Garden Love

This week I am up in the mountains. At home, my husband is faithfully watering my plants. This morning when I called, he had just finished watering the courtyard. He had lingered for a moment, and he remarked how nice everything looked.

The thought of him there made me smile all day.

3 thoughts on “Garden Love

  1. The kiss of the sun for pardon
    The song of the bird for mirth
    One is nearer God’s heart in the garden
    Then anyplace else on Earth.

    (I, too, love to stroll in a garden)

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