Old gardeners never die; they just very slowly turn into the most magnificent compost. But what a marvellous, active brew it is!
Gardens were before gardeners, and but some hours after the earth.
It often happens to children - and sometimes to gardeners - that they are given gifts of value of which they do not perceive until much later.
The Moral is that gardeners pine, Whene'er no pods adorn the vine. Of all sad words experience gleans, The saddest are: It might have beans.
Gardeners are good at nurturing, and they have a great quality of patience, they're tender. They have to be persistent.
The naked figures in the landscape have willingly undressed for my camera. They are either perfect beings heroically occupying their Edens, or else they are gardeners after the Fall, lost and exposed to both the elements and the lens.
With organic approaches, women - who have been gardeners for millennia and mothers forever - can rise because of their intimate knowledge of nature.
If gardeners will forget a little the phrase, "watering the plants" and think of watering as a matter of "watering the earth" under the plants, keeping up its moisture content and gauging its need, the garden will get on very well.
What do gardeners do when they retire?
Old gardeners never die. They just spade away and then throw in the trowel.
Garden writing is often very tame, a real waste when you think how opinionated, inquisitive, irreverent and lascivious gardeners themselves tend to be. Nobody talks much about the muscular limbs, dark,swollen buds, strip-tease trees and unholy beauty that have made us all slaves of the Goddess Flora.
We both know, you and I, that if all men were gardeners, the world at last would be at peace.
Gratitude is born in hearts that take time to count up past mercies. they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Let us be guardians, not gardeners
Wait'll next year! is the favorite cry of baseball fans, football fans, hockey fans, and gardeners.
There are two kinds of writers. There are architects and gardeners. The architects do blueprints before they drive the first nail. The gardeners just dig a hole and plant the seed and see what comes up.
Whether we are poets or parents or teachers or artists or gardeners, we must start where we are and use what we have. In the process of creation and relationship, what seems mundane and trivial may show itself to be a holy, precious part of a pattern.
So maybe I can go back to being a Gardeners' World addict again.
We must be kind and gentle gardeners with people and nature.
I could go on and on. But that is just what gardening is, going on and on. My philistine of a husband often told with amusement how a cousin when asked when he expected to finish his garden replied 'Never, I hope'. And that, I think, applies to all true gardeners.
