Alfred Austin

Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.

Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.

Across the wires the electric message came: / `He is no better, he is much the same.'

Across the wires the electric message came: / `He is no better, he is much the same.'

There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class read more

There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder.

Tears are the summer showers to the soul.

Tears are the summer showers to the soul.

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is read more

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.