I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Yea, on the glancing wing of eager birds, the softly pattering feet of furred and gentle beasts. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Not borne on the morning's wings of majesty, but I have set My feet amidst the delicate and bladed wheat. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord.
-Evelyn Underhill

Saturday, October 15, 2016


The winds of grace blow all the time.  

All we need to do is set our sails.

Friday, August 12, 2016


Happiness is like a butterfly: 
the more you chase it, the more it will elude you, 
but if you turn your attention to other things, 
it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.
-Henry David Thoreau

Wednesday, July 6, 2016


This week in my garden I was reminded that life begins with the young looking quite different from what they'll be when mature.  Like these fawns with their white spots. . . .

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Father's Day

There is a new father in my garden!  
I have not seen him yet--just his hungry babies.  

For several years I've set this decorative bird house on the fence post in my Arbor Garden. . . .