Winter sunshine is a fairy wand touching everything with a strange magic. It is like the smile of a friend in time of sorrow.

Every noble achievement is a dream before it is a reality just as the oak is an acorn before it is a tree.

Winter sunshine is a fairy wand touching everything with a strange magic. It is like the smile of a friend in time of sorrow.

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

gardening is something more than a pastime; it is a religion.

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

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.