In a garden you can find, quiet thoughts that calm the mind.

It has been said that the only reason for leaving England is to give yourself the pleasure of coming back to it.

Few would dispute with the rose her claim to be the queen of flowers, for where is her equal to be found? Is she not God’s masterpiece?

While it is February one can taste the full joys of anticipation. Spring stands at the gate with her finger on the latch.

much of gardening is a struggle against the fecundity of Nature.

I welcome the autumnal chill in the air. There is a stimulation about it. Life moves to a different rhythm. There is a sense of change in the atmosphere and change is good inasmuch as it prevents stagnation. We should grow weary of a summer that never ended.

Happy is the person who can keep a quiet heart, in the chaos and tumult of this modern world.