Creative Compulsive Disorder
Assembling an OxeyeDaisey Pattern
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Buzzzz, Flutter, Bloom!
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.
The butterfly is a flying flower,
The flower a tethered butterfly.
Ponce Denis Écouchard Lebrun
Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.
Flowers always make peopl
e better, happier, and more
helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
Dirt under the fingernails is a sign of a day well lived.
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