Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold, Through the brown mould Although the March breeze blew keen on her face, Although the white snow lay in many a place.

Jesus loves me! This I know As He loved so long ago Taking children on His knee Saying, Let them come to Me.

Fair, rich confusion is all the aim of an old-fashioned flower garden, and the greater the confusion, the richer. You want to come upon mignonnette in unexpected places, and to find sprays of heliotrope in close consultation with your roses, and geraniums sporting their uniforms like gay recruits off duty.

People who have not tried, know so much about gardening! - and so little.

Jesus loves me, this I know.

Remember why you're running your marathon. When you're struggling with those training runs that thought will help you.