In The Garden

One is nearer God's heart in a garden
than anywhere else on earth.
  Dorothy Frances Gurney

Right now my garden holds so much promise.

Every day at sunrise and again at sunset

I stroll through it

and

I am amazed!

This  morning Dax counted 34 tomatoes on the vines
and

I am sure some are hiding from us.

The Swiss Chard is almost as tall as he is

very lovely to look at

and
even better to eat.

Gardening is in my soul. It has always been a part of my life.

I grew up on a farm.

My mom always planted a large kitchen garden

and

a half acre of tomatoes.

There was always a large shaker

of

salt when the tomatoes were ripe on the table beside the garden gate.

Watermelon has never tasted as wonderful
as
the ones I shared with my brothers
while
standing in the field where they grew.

My grandmother loved her flowers.
I still plant four o clocks, hollyhocks, morning glories
and zinnias in memory of her.

So often she watered her garden by moonlight
and
so do I.

In the Bible Our Lord and Saviour walked
and
prayed so often in a garden.

   

Is it any wonder that I am so at peace in my garden
and
so is my little helper?

Dottie
♥

I am linking to Thursday's Simple Pleasures.
and
Cottage-Flora-Thursday.