In a quiet place surrounded by tall fences in view of inviting shade trees, I sit down with my hands deep in the dark earth arranging a bed of flowers. Each one is different and yet in some ways the same. Each has it's own color and fragrance, yet all need water, love and sunlight. Weeds must be plucked up so that the flowers may blossom. All of the plants bring me joy but it requires work to help them grow. Some flowers are only for decoration and others have a special use. They may bear herbs for cooking or be used to make someone well. As in my garden so it is in life. People need encouragement and care in order to develop and grow. If we each take care of others as I do my garden, then all people could live in harmony and what a beautiful place the world would be.