... it was packaged in dark clouds and came in the form of one half inch of rain...
... at a time when the gardens and the lawns were in dire need of sustaining moisture... rain from the sky.
... for water from the well is never the same as real rain... it is hard and very alkaline... good only for forestalling the inevitable... allowing life over death for the garden, but not encouraging the plants to thrive...
... warmth and rain... and in the morning moist fog penetrates the cellular walls of all things rooted in the gardens... and the plants grow remarkably, over night they change perceptibly...
... so that by the dawn, branches literally fall over with the weight of their own growth.
Flowers open in the dark of night, sensing renewed purpose, blossoming where hours earlier there were only buds.
So too the gardener... concerned for the life of the garden as it dried before his very eyes... the gardener also has been renewed by something as simple as half an inch of rain... the good gift.
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| Sophie |
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| Isosceles |
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| Isosceles |
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| Ed Brown |
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| Vice versa |
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| Aurelian Lily |
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| Brugsmansias |
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| Cobwebs catch the morning mist |
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| At rest after years of hard labor |
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| Holland Beauty |
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| LO Triumphator |
Farewell for today from Oak Lawn Cheese Factory... Larry
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