Tuesday, October 14, 2008

The garden

"What a pity flowers can utter no sound! A singing rose, a whispering violet, a murmuring honeysuckle--oh, what a rare and exquisite miracle would these be!" Henry Ward Beecher

"Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock."
Henry Ward Beecher

I can hear and feel the autumn winds begin to blow in. The colors of the flowers are more vibrant that they have been, it seems. A last fling!


Uta said...

Thanks for sharing April

Doris said...

How lovely and what enchanting poetry!