But if each man could have his own house, a large garden to cultivate and healthy surroundings – then, I thought, there will be for them a better opportunity of a happy family life.
My neighbour asked if he could use my lawnmower and I told him of course he could, so long as he didn’t take it out of my garden.
A garden is a complex of aesthetic and plastic intentions and the plant is, to a landscape artist, not only a plant – rare, unusual, ordinary or doomed to disappearance – but it is also a color, a shape, a volume or an arabesque in itself.
It is only the farmer who faithfully plants seeds in the Spring, who reaps a harvest in the Autumn.
Remember that children, marriages, and flower gardens reflect the kind of care they get.
It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes will take care of themselves.