When I was fifteen years old, my father married a Swedish woman, Ann Mari, with a passion for gardening. It was an asset she was gifted with an emerald green thumb. It was not long before we had a truly splendid vegetable and flower garden, followed by an orchard, followed by a water pond filled …
I have often heard it said that we are closest to God in the garden. It is a different connection in the garden than when we experience God out in the wilds of nature. The garden allows us to intimately participate in, and become co-creators, with the cycles of life. Though we may gaze …
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