THE Lord God planted a garden
In the first white days of the world,
And He set there an angel warden
In a garment of light enfurled.
So near to the peace of Heaven,
That the hawk might nest with the wren,
For there in the cool of the even
God walked with the first of men.
And I dream that these garden-closes
With their shade and their sun-flecked sod
And their lilies and bowers of roses,
Were laid by the hand of God.
The kiss of the sun for pardon,
The song of the birds for mirth,--
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
For He broke it for us in a garden
Under the olive-trees
Where the angel of strength was the warden
And the soul of the world found ease.
Dorothy Frances Gurney
Spring is upon us, and my heart and mind have gone to the garden. I haven't been able to plant a vegetable garden in two years and my hands miss the joy of digging in the dirt. So, this year we are making do with what we have and planting in a long and narrow planter box alongside a building, and using whiskey barrel halves for container planting. I made a foray to Kaija's nursery today and found my seeds. The packets are so pretty, I just had to take a picture. I'm being very careful to get only organic and GMO-free seeds, being that Monsanto has its finger in so many places these days. Next will be hauling in some soil and amendments and getting ready to plant! Yay!