When in these fresh mornings I go into my garden…

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When in these fresh mornings I go into my garden before anyone is awake, I go for the time being into perfect happiness. In this hour divinely fresh and still, the fair face of every flower salutes me with a silent joy. . . . All the cares, perplexities, and griefs of existence, all the burdens of life slip from my shoulders and leave me with the heart of a little child that asks nothing beyond the present moment of innocent bliss.


~ Celia Thaxter

~ Art by Jim Rodgers

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Text and image source: The Garden of Pensiveness https://www.facebook.com/367268523352486/posts/pfbid0bnsd29ZAFhjcJtSpjxqyZ2c49XM3chVMnsUjyCU6k4Cr7wm2FSfsWjLKCJ4rR5rSl/

5 thoughts on “When in these fresh mornings I go into my garden…

  1. Perfect expression of my morning time with God. Cup of coffee in one hand, Bible in the other, and the beauty of His creation all around me. What a blessing!

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