A garden is a complex of aesthetic and plastic intentions; and the plant is, to a landscape artist, not only a plant - rare, unusual, ordinary or doomed to disappearance - but it is also a color, a shape, a volume or an arabesque in itself. A garden must combine the poetic and he mysterious with a feeling of serenity and joy. A good garden may have some weeds. A man has made at least a start on discovering the meaning of human life when he plants shade trees under which he knows full well he will never sit. A person cannot love a plant after he has pruned it, then he has either done a poor job or is devoid of emotion. A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows. All gardening is landscape painting. But if each man could have his own house, a large garden to cultivate and healthy surroundings - then, I thought, there will be for them a better opportunity of a happy family life. Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace. Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul. Garden as though you will live forever. Gardening is how I relax. It's another form of creating and playing with colors. Gardening is not a rational act. Gardens are not made by singing 'Oh, how beautiful,' and sitting in the shade. God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures. He plants trees to benefit another generation. Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers. How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening. I am sure that if you plant the trees back again, it will do nothing but good. I do some of my best thinking while pulling weeds.
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