The pungent smell of lilacs fills my nostrils as beads of sweat form on my brow. Overhead a melody can be heard as a song bird serenades me. I feel the warmth of the sun on my back and a peace washes over me as I toil in the dirt. I feel closer to my maker working amongst His creation. I experience that He made this earth for us to enjoy not only by basking in it's beauty but by working the land as well. I treasure the magic of the moments spent in the garden.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The garden
The pungent smell of lilacs fills my nostrils as beads of sweat form on my brow. Overhead a melody can be heard as a song bird serenades me. I feel the warmth of the sun on my back and a peace washes over me as I toil in the dirt. I feel closer to my maker working amongst His creation. I experience that He made this earth for us to enjoy not only by basking in it's beauty but by working the land as well. I treasure the magic of the moments spent in the garden.
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Gorgeous...both the picture and the words!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait til our lilacs start blooming...in like a month, but whatev' :)
and so how I love the sun (and being in the garden). I will miss him these next few days but hope he returns and stays for a while.
ReplyDeleteyeah - sunshine and gardening, what an awesome combination. Hoping it is more sunny in your 'hood than mine today :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful photo. Reminds me of the lilacs that were in bloom this time of year where we honeymooned.
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