This Grandmother's Garden: We are Stewards Over This Beautiful Earth

I've always held a deep conviction that we are stewards over this beautiful earth that God has created, and as such, have the honor and the joy of caring for our own little corner of the world. Cultivating the earth and nurturing tender trees and plants to fulfill the measure of their creation brings solace to the soul and meaning to our life. Doing so side by side with our children and grandchildren magnifies the joy.

I am blessed to garden where we experience each of the four seasons and I embrace the wonder that each new season brings.

Whether it be the breath of new life in SPRING…

First to See the Light of Day

the brilliant colors of SUMMER…

Summertime Blues

Captivating Orange

the delicate aging of AUTUMN…

Still Beauty in a Dying Rose

or the quiet slumber of WINTER…

Shhh…My Gardens are Sleeping

there is always beauty to be found in our gardens.

We must first train our eyes to catch sight of it
and our hearts to rejoice in it
and then we may more fully understand
its influence in our lives.

I watched a butterfly one summer’s morning as I knelt at my garden’s edge. Her delicate beauty was a welcome sight. Only occasionally have I seen butterflies in my garden. A thought came to me that comes to mind each time I see a butterfly dancing in my flower beds:

“A butterfly in my garden is an expression of ‘well done’ from heaven above.”

This thought serves to remind me of the great trust the Creator has placed in me to care for his gardens. I feel so blessed to be able to garden and to share my love of nature with those who visit my gardens and my blog.