Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
Ruth StoutWorking in the garden gives me something beyond the enjoyment of the senses. It gives me a profound feeling of inner peace.
Ruth StoutIf 'heartache' sounds exaggerated then surely you have never gone to your garden one rare morning in June to find that the frost, without any perceptible motive, any hope of personal gain, has quietly killed your strawberry blossoms, tomatoes, lima and green beans, corn, squash, cucumbers. A brilliant sun is now smiling at this disaster with an insenstive cheerfulness as out of place as a funny story would be if someone you loved had just died.
Ruth Stout