Hardly is the garden planted, when he must begin to hoe it. The weeds have sprung up all over it in a night.
The most humiliating thing to me about a garden is the lesson it teaches of the inferiority of man. Nature is prompt, decided, inexhaustible. She thrusts up her plants with a vigor and freedom that I admire; and the more worthless the plant, the more rapid and splendid its growth. She is at it early and late, and all night; never tiring, nor showing the least sign of exhaustion.To continue this post, please go to: http://ahousewifewrites.com
To receive every new post in your inbox just click on the "Follow by Email" link on the new blog.