Gold Hill Plant Farm

These postings will center around things that I encounter that are interesting, beautiful, and sometimes the spiritual connection between all these things. This blog is for myself, perhaps more than for you, the reader. It is to remind myself of the passage of time and reflect on the beauty and meaning of the days.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Calloway Garden Chapel

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    I can't let the trip to Calloway go by without a last glimpse back at those beautiful stained glass windows. The top picture represe...
Sunday, March 1, 2009

March First Snow in Alabama

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        What a wonderful day. I woke up to a light coating of snow/ice on the ground. I rushed out and took a few photos because I was afrai...
Thursday, February 26, 2009

What shall I sacrafice for Lent?

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A young man of my acquaintance sent the following text message. It struck me as profoundly true. Actually I can't think of anything to g...
Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Partridge Berry?

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  This sort of looks like a partridge berry, except the leaves are not round as in the ones I am familiar with in the woods. This might be...
Tuesday, February 24, 2009

A Variegated Daphne

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  This little shrub has a delicious fragrance in winter when you need it most. The leaves on this one are variegated and although it adds to...
Monday, February 23, 2009

Emerald Butterfly at Day Butterfly House

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  This lovely Emerald Butterfly thought it was hid among the green leaves, and in fact I would have missed it, except someone directed my at...
Sunday, February 22, 2009

Hellebores

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    The pink hellebore in the top picture is blooming now in my yard in east central Alabama. It is probably 6 or 8 years old. It bloomed ...
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Crystal
I have spent my whole life gardening in the heart of the deep, hot, humid south. Somewhere in the distant past, I received 2 degrees from the local land grant college and my ears are still atuned to matters of science.My children are grown and gone from home, but my days are just as full as when they were young. Only the responsibilities change.
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