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Nancy H. Jordan
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quote: No sooner did I bend over and scratch the soil with the hoe that I began to unearth bits and pieces ... of my past. Memories forever rooted in time were clustered in my garden consciousness like potatoes, waiting, crying to be dug up. ... I plant flowers
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Neil Baldwin
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quote: There was always plenty to do in the garden, weeds to be yanked up between the flower beds, holes to be dug for tulip bulbs. Williams blended rich compost into the soil, turning it over; or prepared to plant the sapling bought back from a weekend trip to
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Nancy Price
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quote: She sat down in a weed patch, her elbows on her knees, and kept her eyes on the small mysterious world of the ground. In the shade and sun of grass blade forests, small living things had their metropolis.
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Nikos Kazantzakis
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quote: To cleave that sea [the Aegean] in the gentle autumnal season, murmuring the name of each islet, is to my mind the joy most apt to transport the heart of man into paradise.
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