The Poet's Touch |
Come see the wildflower meadow! Hop in the car and just come! We'll have tea in the garden and scones on the porch, ice cream in the kitchen and BBQ in the den. No raspberries, blackberries or blueberries yet, but there are blooms on the bushes— you could just wait here until they ripen! I shall cultivate the ground around it and fertilize it; it may bear fruit in the future. (Luke 13:8-9) |
