Brooks Too Wide For Our Leaping, Hedges

For Every Person Who Has Ever Lived There Has Come, At Last, A Spring He Will Never See. Glory Then In The Springs That Are Yours.

Sisters Never Quite Forgive Each Other For What Happened When They Were Five.

You Took Me To Adventure And To Love. We Two Have Shared Great Joy And Great Sorrow. And Now I Stand At The Gate Of The Paddock Watching You Run In An Ecstasy Of Freedom, Knowing You Will Return To Stand Quietly, Loyally, Beside Me.

Grandad Has A Long And Earnest Conversation With His Grandchild. He Says, You Are Noisy And Wiggly And Will Be Sent Back If You Don't Pull Herself Together....the Baby Smiles Complacently. She Has Him Exactly Where She Wants Him.

The Work Of A Garden Bears Visible Fruits-in A World Where Most Of Our Labours Seem Suspiciously Meaningless.