Quote for Today: Rachel Joyce
It was a perfect spring day. The air was sweet and gentle and the sky stretched high, an intense blue. Harold was certain that the last time he had peered …
It was a perfect spring day. The air was sweet and gentle and the sky stretched high, an intense blue. Harold was certain that the last time he had peered …
It is easy to miss delightful things when we only accept and cultivate experiences that we expect to be life-changing. Last summer, my husband and I stayed one night at …
Gardening is akin to writing stories. No experience could have taught me more about grief or flowers, about achieving survival by going, your fingers in the ground, the limit of …
Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. —Theodore Roethke, The Stony Garden
The fig tree grows its flowers strangely inside out, concealed within the soft interior of the fruit. Erszébet imagines the fig’s hidden fairy weight of seeds, grown in sweetness that …
“When I was a girl,” she had once told a friend, “I was terribly sure trees and flowers were the same as birds or people. That they thought things, and …
Jenny Pickford is a blacksmith who specializes in natural sculpture, including flowers. She forges her creations from galvanized steel and crowns them with blown or spun glass made by glass artists …
“It is said there are flowers that bloom only once in a hundred years. Why should there not be some that bloom once in a thousand, in ten thousand …
I stopped in front of a florist’s window. Behind me, the screeching and throbbing boulevard vanished. Gone, too, were the voices of newspaper vendors selling their daily poisoned flowers. Facing …
The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks. ―Tennessee Williams, Camino Real
