I sat upon the shore Fishing, with the arid plain behind me Shall I at least set my lands in order?
~ the Waste Land
12 April 2012
Rebirth
a garden bespeaks permanence. here is my public prayer that st. joseph guards my garden, and that we are here to reap the fruits (or vegetables) of it.
(and i have photos of it, but blinkity blogger will not upload from the ipad.)
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