God’s heart

Did lots of enjoyable pottering and gardening yesterday in the beautiful sunshine. Always makes me think of the Victorian hymn.

The kiss of the sun for pardon
the song of the birds for mirth;
one is nearer God’s heart in a garden
than anywhere else on earth.

And that is certainly the way it felt.

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