Wow. Love the butterfly. My son would be right in the middle of that with his hands in the birdbath. :)
The quote (or poem) you selected is so near the truth. When I was going through a very hard time, I started a vegetable garden.When I worked in my garden, I could think, I could talk to God and it was so therapeutic to watch things grow from seedlings to mature plants heavy with growth. My garden flourished and so did my soul!
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