Friends of our family onw a large mum farm, and I used to work parttime there when I lived at home. This poem was posted on one of the farm buildings, and I always loved it. Thanks for the memory.
Oh, I love your poem and your garden is wonderful. It is so true and I feel his presence when I am working in my garden or just enjoying the beauty of it which comes from Him.
Speechless!!! A lovely post, Renee :) Best wishes, Jenny
ReplyDeletesuch a sweet poem and garden.
ReplyDeleteFriends of our family onw a large mum farm, and I used to work parttime there when I lived at home. This poem was posted on one of the farm buildings, and I always loved it. Thanks for the memory.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful illustration to the poem, and I want every one of those beautiful quilts!
ReplyDeleteBEAUTIFUL!!!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful and peaceful.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your son...I remember those days also...one just graduated from college in December, another in college.
I miss their footsteps in the house, I don't know when I will get use to them not living at home...maybe you never do in some ways.
Enjoy your son....ours played basketball and baseball.
Janette
Wonderful poem and pictures!
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Christa
Thanks for a lovely post, Renee!
ReplyDeleteSweet...............blessings Ria......
ReplyDeleteOh, I love your poem and your garden is wonderful. It is so true and I feel his presence when I am working in my garden or just enjoying the beauty of it which comes from Him.
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful words and pictures!! That pink highchair is so sweet!! I love it! :)
ReplyDeletePretty gardens, quilts and poetry. Love it.
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