A Garden Is Half Made When It

I Do Not Yet Know Why Plants Come Out Of The Land Or Float In Streams, Or Creep On Rocks Or Roll From The Sea. I Am Entranced By The Mystery Of Them And Absorbed By Their Variety And Kinds. Everywhere, They Are Visible Yet Everywhere Occult.

We Accept It Because We Have Seen The Vision. We Know That We Cannot Reap The Harvest, But We Hope That We May So Well Prepare The Land And So Diligently Sow The Seed That Our Successors May Gather The Ripened Grain.

Tools Of Many Kinds And Well Chosen, Are One Of The Joys Of A Garden.

The True Purpose Of Education Is To Teach A Man To Carry Himself Triumphant To The Sunset.

One Does Not Begin To Make A Garden Until He Wants A Garden. To Want A Garden Is To Be Interested In Plants, In The Winds And Rains, In Birds And Insects, In The Warm-smelling Earth.