Come, Share, Grow!

Flower Gardening for the Soul

I step into my garden and time stops. The rest of the world simply fades away, leaving only me and my flowers. I brush my hand across the curve and softness of a flower petal and think back to a sleeping baby’s cheek, flush and rosy with sleep, complete innocence radiating forth. Read more [...]

Raking Rocks

Today I found myself out in our yard raking rocks. “Raking rocks?” you say. Why would anyone want to rake rocks? Read more [...]