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

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

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

Life is like a field, where we must gather what we grow, weed or wheat... this is the law, we reap the crop we sow.

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

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

In looking back we remember only the triumphant consummations of each season. Failures and frustrations are forgotten; garden-memories are as perfect as garden-hopes.

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

....the ancient ritual of the earth; ploughing and planting, reaping and threshing. The fundamental business remains unaltered; it is only the methods and tools that science is changing.

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?

Success and failure, triumph and disaster. That is the rhythm of life in the garden.

The Bible said, as Chris quoted one memorable day, there was a time foreverything. I figured my time for happiness was just ahead, waitingfor me.

May our lives and gentle spirit be evident to all that we are members of God's family.

Perhaps the saddest irony of depression is that suicide happens when the patient gets a little better and can again function sufficiently.

The public doesnt care about my size. Its just something for the media to talk about.

You're an original, an individual, a masterpiece. Celebrate that; don't let your uniqueness make you shy. Don't be someone other than the wonder you are. Every star is important to the sky.

When an artist stopped being a child, he would stop being an artist.

I do not know is a phrase which becomes us.

Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.

You 're so beautiful.

My photographs at best hold only a small length, but through them I would suggest and criticize and illuminate and try to give compassionate understanding.