Wednesday, April 14, 2010
"I used to visit and revisit it a dozen times a day, and stand in deep contemplation over my vegetable progeny with a love that nobody could share or conceive of who had never taken part in the process of creation. It was one of the most bewitching sights in the world to observe a hill of beans thrusting aside the soil, or a rose of early peas just peeping forth sufficiently to trace a line of delicate green."
~Nathaniel Hawthorne, Mosses from and Old Manse~
(which happens to be one of my favorite book)
Our garden and the last photo is of a corner of our mint patch
It is a silent sort of morning, sitting next to the wood stove in my rocker, watching the birds outside my windo...