Recognizing friend and fellow WordPress neighbor,
Marquessa’s beautiful “Pleasure Garden” post of today.
Brought memories of a greener time.
Hidden Between the Rows
“What creepth here beneath the light;
Moving about without a sight?
Or cricket so.
I don’t not know.
You’ll keep me safe,
This I know,
As I till among my garden row.”
Poem by denisebalog©
“I know all the birds of the hills,
and all that moves in the field is Mine.”
Psalm 50:11 (ESV)