The Gardener's Morning
The robin's song at daybreak
Is a clarion call to me.
The robin's song at daybreak
Is a clarion call to me.
Get up and get out in the garden,
For the morning hours flee.
For the morning hours flee.
Irises glowing brilliant green |
What earnest gardener could?
For the golden hours of morning
Get into the gardener's blood.
St. Patricks Day @ gemmashouse |
The magic spell is upon me,
I'm glad that I did not wait;
For life's at its best in the morning,
As you pass through the garden gate.
- Howard Dolf
I'm glad that I did not wait;
For life's at its best in the morning,
As you pass through the garden gate.
- Howard Dolf
First Iris this spring |
gemma...
ReplyDeletei could not agree more!
thank you for your beauty and light.
just look at all this shamrock spring green!!
ReplyDeleteIt is a garden of delight and so spring like ~ Beautiful photography ~ Enjoy ^_^
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these,
dear one ??
nnnnooooooooooo !!
{{ presently
i am growing deep purple spiderworts ...
ok
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some call them Weeds
BUT
i do not ... }}
I have a lot of Iris buds this year & even
Deletemore weeds its spring break perhaps I can get the children to help me pull some of them.
Love this Gemma. You know me, a gardener at heart and this is right up my alley, along with the beatuful words. Nicely done. Have a great week Gemma amiga. Take care. Hope you are doing well. Oh yeah...how about that stove at Dawn's place. Wowza!! I'm searching for one now. tee hee.
ReplyDeletelove the poem Gma!As a morning gal I agree that life's at it's best in the morning! Glenn is still In Scottsdale until end of month and he came into contact with a jumping Cholla!!! OUCH!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful greens and yellows. Happy Spring, Gemma!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Love your blog and your map on the bottom of your page s great!
ReplyDeleteVisiting from the A-Z challenge. ~ErikaJean