“Don't underestimate the therapeutic value of gardening. It's the one area where we can all use our nascent creative talents to make a truly satisfying work of art. Every individual, with thought, patience and a large portion of help from nature, has it in them to create their own private paradise: truly a thing of beauty and a joy for ever.” ArtHelpingUseJoyValuesIndividualImaginationBeautyCreativityCreativeTalentDesignAreasInnovationInventionParadiseWorks Of ArtSatisfyingPortionsGardeningUnderestimateTherapeuticSatisfying Work Author:Geoff Hamilton
“We have descended into the garden and caught three hundred slugs. How I love the mixture of the beautiful and the squalid in gardening. It makes it so lifelike.” LoveBeautifulThreeBeautyHundredGardenCaughtGardeningMixturesGardenerSlugsGarden Love Author:Evelyn Underhill
“Gardening is a luxury occupation: an ornament, not a necessity, of life.... Fortunate gardener, who may preoccupy himself solely with beauty in these difficult and ugly days! He is one of the few people left in this distressful world to carry on the tradition of elegance and charm. A useless member of society, considered in terms of economics, he must not be denied his rightful place. He deserves to share it, however humbly, with the painter and poet.” PeopleWorldMayLeftDifficultTermBeautySharePoetMembersDeserveEconomicsTraditionUglyPainterLuxuryUselessFortunateCharmOccupationDeniedGardeningEleganceGardenerOrnaments Author:Vita Sackville-West
“In the end, color combinations come down to our personal preferences, which we must discover through observation and experiment.” EndsBeautyDesignColorExperimentsObservationCombinationPreferencePersonal Preferences Author:Monty Don
“When stars are in the quiet skies, Then most I pine for thee; Bend on me, then, thy tender eyes, As stars look on the sea.” LooksEyeNightStarsDarknessSeaSkyQuietTheeSunsetStars In The Night Sky Author:Ernst Gottlieb Baron
“And from the phlox and mignonette Rich attars drift on every hand; And when star-vestured twilight comes The pale moths weave a saraband. And crickets in the aisles of grass With their clear fifing pierce the hush; And somewhere you many hear anear The passion of the hermit thrush.” HandsNightPassionStarsDarknessRichClearGrassSunsetTwilightPaleCricketPierceAisleMothsHushHermitsThrush Author:Clinton Scollard
“Today I walked on the lion-coloured hills with only cypresses for company, until the sunset caught me, turned the brush to copper set the clouds to one great roof of flame above the earth, so that I walk through fire, beneath fire, and all in beauty. Being alone I could not be alone, but felt (closer than flesh) the presence of those who once had burned in such transfigurations. My happiness ran through the centuries in one continual brightness. Looking down, I saw the earth beneath me like a rose petaled with mountains, fragrant with deep peace.” TodayEarthNightFeltWalksCompanyFireSawsCenturyWalkingMountainRoseCloudsCaughtFleshHillsRanFlamesSunsetLionsBurnedRoofBrushesBrightnessLooking DownCopperTransfigurationCypresses Author:Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth