Let’s renew our commitment to the musical garden this fall–in the studio it is never too late to plant seeds or enjoy the refreshment!
At this time of my life, gazing on the red-dirt speckled fields and forests of my city, I find myself longing for gardens. I want to see the loveliest flowers and plants of our area, cultivated in a pleasing way. I want the house my family moves to be free from corrosion, bugs, and ugliness; I wish for it to be clean and pleasant.
In our lives on Earth, we all want this. We want to be surrounded by beautiful things. And even though we don’t know the name for it, we want gardens. Gardens not just of plants, but of our joys and desires–a garden of music, animals, stories, paintings, family, and so on.
Looking at all the desolation in the world wearies us. There was a time, however, when I saw the crumbling filth of poverty as more beautiful than the manicured gardens of a mountain–when I saw…
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