A Garden Without Cats, It Will Be

It Is Only To The Gardener That Time Is A Friend, Giving Each Year More Than He Steals.

Most People, Early In November, Take Last Looks At Their Gardens, Are Are Then Prepared To Ignore Them Until The Spring. I Am Quite Sure That A Garden Doesn't Like To Be Ignored Like This. It Doesn't Like To Be Covered In Dust Sheets, As Though It Were An Old Room Which You Had Shut Up During The Winter. Especially Since A Garden Knows How Gay And Delightful It Can Be, Even In The Very Frozen Heart Of The Winter, If You Only Give It A Chance.

We Both Know, You And I, That If All Men Were Gardeners, The World At Last Would Be At Peace.

To Dig One's Own Spade Into One's Own Earth! Has Life Anything Better To Offer Than This?

I Had Never 'taken A Cutting' Before ... Do You Realize That The Whole Thing Is Miraculous? It Is Exactly As Though You Were To Cut Off Your Wife's Leg, Stick It In The Lawn, And Be Greeted On The Following Day By An Entirely New Woman, Sprung From The Leg, Advancing Across The Lawn To Meet You.