postage stamp gardens

"The lovely damask rose is here called Patience
the rich and cheerful marigold, Obedience.
Naught's heard therein but angel hymns, with harp and lute,
trumpets loud and clarions bright and gentle, soothing flute"
--old folk song

For those of us who spend our days in idle intellectual pursuits, wondering,for example, if televangelists are a plague of locusts issued in retribution for some sin of heedless certainty, it's easy to develop a longing for a retreat to a garden locale.

( inner growth in a banal time featuring over-abundant fertilizer and insufficient soil )

bird talk

( harrier )