Quotes About Gardening

I like gardening. I'm really a nature man. I spend as much time as I can in nature. I feel really safe there.

But though an old man, I am but a young gardener.

Working on the native-herb garden in the front corner of the yard. Already thriving: thyme, hyssop, spearmint, lemon balm, fennel, chamomile, marjoram. Must add: lavender, ambrosia, valerian, mugwort, pennyroyal, gillyflower, and (when it's warmer) sweet basil.

Well I was out in the garden moving rocks on the day of the Emmys. I was just playing in the dirt.

I always have multiple ladybugs around because they're lucky, and they're good for flowers and the environment.

Roses are my favourite flower, and my mum always grew a lot of them.

I want a house in the country. Just a cottage, with a fence and a cat to sit in my lap and a dog to sleep at my feet. A spot of earth for a graden with flowers as well as vegetables, food on the table, and a little leisure time in which to read the books I've not had time to read or just sit... in the sunshine.

Orwell wrote easily and well about small humane pursuits, such as bird watching, gardening and cooking, and did not despise popular pleasures like pubs and vulgar seaside resorts. In many ways, his investigations into ordinary life and activity prefigure what we now call 'cultural studies.

He recites the names of the trees, vines, shrubs, flowers that he's planted here over the years. I count about forty different species. Finally, in the dim light from the patio, he studies a new fern that has just come up. "It's just vibrant and happy and healthy. The way a patient should be.

What more could he need, this old man whose little leisure was divided between day-time gardening and night-time contemplation? Was not that narrow space with the sky its ceiling room enough for the worship of God in the most delicate of his works and in the most sublime? A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in -what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.

A moment later he was in his garden, walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed in those grand and mysterious things which God shows at night to the eyes which remain open.

Tantôt il bêchait la terre dans son jardin, tantôt il lisait et écrivait. Il n'avait qu'un mot pour ces deux sortes de travail, il appelait cela jardiner.

What more do you need? A little garden to walk in, and immensity to reflect on. At his feet something to cultivate and gather; above his head something to study and meditate on; a few flowers on earth and all the stars in heaven.

Even more important than what she gave her garden was what it gave her. In it, she found a sense of calm.

Everywhere she looked, she saw the rewards of her careful planning and judicious pruning. The beds were a riot of glorious color, with sugary pink saucer-sized roses, ruffled yellow peonies, spiked purple delphinium. The deep green English boxwood she'd taken such time with was well on its way to becoming the bones of the garden.

I plant daffodil bulbs about eight inches deep. As I mentioned before, I don't use a ruler. As a married woman, I know perfectly well what six or eight inches looks like, so it's easy to make a good estimate. This mental measurement makes planting time much more interesting than it might be otherwise.

A lot of people think that to make a garden, all you have to do is put a few seeds in the ground. These are the same people who think that conceiving a baby makes you a good parent.

Soap wasn't invented until the Romans, who also invented interesting sex. (Since my editor informs me that a gardening book is not a proper venue for discussions of interesting sex, I will go into this topic in more detail when I write my private memoirs, 'A Petunia Named Desire').

That hedge provides almost complete privacy from cars and pedestrians, and I would bet he and his wife do it more than the national average.

neatly clipped beech hedge.

We grow avocados and papayas in our own garden and never need to use insecticide sprays. Of course we like being able to get a suntan without ever being bitten by a mosquito. To be free of those pests, it's worth it to go through the inspections before getting aboard the shuttle from Earth.

The garden is the poor man's apothecary.

The love of gardening is a seed once sown that never dies.

There is no spot of ground, however arid, bare or ugly, that cannot be tamed into such a state as may give an impression of beauty and delight.