We have two spruces on our front lawn. Looking out at the tops of them from our bedroom window I see they've got new growth of about a foot skywards and on every branch. Isn't that incredible? And looking at the fullness of the maple tree next door, all the flowers coming into colourful bloom, I have to wonder how anyone can doubt the existence of the divine. I mean, where does the profusion of growth come from? How can it be random? What really are the forces we see manifest at this and other times of the year?
Well, it's pretty much a cliche that we can be closest to God in a garden, but that doesn't make it any less true.
On a slightly different tack, I've been following the Chelsea Flower Show (to some extent). One of the exhibitors had the temerity to smuggle a garden gnome into her exhibit. All the shock and horror at the kitsch of it has been interesting to read. But hey, if she thinks that helps her plants grow big and beautiful, why not?
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