From December to March, there are for many of us three gardens the garden outdoors, the garden of pots and bowls in the house, and the garden of the mind's eye.
Garden Quotes (813 Quotes)
Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees That half a proper gardeners work is done upon his knees, So when your work is finished, you can wash your hands and pray For the Glory of the Garden, that it may not pass away And the Glory of the Garden, it shall never pass away.
So, after a few months, the tree has turned into a kind of soil or compost that can be used in the garden as fertilizer.
A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
I wouldn't say I'm obsessed. I do other things with my life, ... but monitoring the weather is definitely my passion, the way other people have golfing or gardening.
We're in the process of rebuilding the garden and refurbishing everything in it.
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
Beyond its practical aspects, gardening be it of the soil or soul can lead us on a philosophical and spiritual exploration that is nothing less than a journey into the depths of our own sacredness and the sacredness of all beings. After all, there must be something more mystical beyond the garden gate, something that satisfies the soul's attraction to beauty, peace, solace, and celebration.
We have cracked down on library books, cell phone calls, fertilizer purchases and wearing shoes in the airport, but we have done almost nothing at the state level to make it harder for either a terrorist, garden variety armed robber, or young person to get their hands on a handgun.
The snake stood up for evil in the Garden.
And they shall say (All) praise is due to Allah, Who has made good to us His promise, and He has made us inherit the land we may abide in the garden where we please so goodly is the reward of the workers.
When your garden is finished, I hope it will be more beautiful than you anticipated, require less care that you had expected, and have cost only a little more than you had planned.
If the garden of Eden really exists it does so moment by moment, fragmented and tough, cropping up like a fan of buddleia high up in the gutter of a deserted warehouse, or in a heap of frozen cabbages becoming luminous in the reflected light of roadside snow.