"Spring grew into summer, and the rhythm of my life now included Nell. I learned that her secret thyme and mint beds were deep in the woods, out by the chuckling stream that disappeared underground. She gathered plants she needed every day, and she was as a child who gathers flowers in May." -- from the novel SINFUL FOLK
In a meadow ~ this is where I first learned of God (Jehovah) and his loving creations as I walked with my Dad and sister, or flew kites that we made, or picked berries for my Mom, and black=eyed Susan's for her. This is when I became a poet and started writing poems in school.~ wispsandwebs added last part.
"I haven't been here in so long," Maggie said, breathing in the lilac. The flowers had never been so bright during her lifetime, nor had they ever radiated such a strong fragrance. "I never knew I could miss something so much."
.The idea that it is necessary only to develop the good that exists in man by nature, is a fatal deception. " The natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are foolishness unto him ; neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned."