Friday, May 31, 2013

In the Dirt

A letter I received from my Mother-in-law earlier this spring.  Enclosed with her note, a clipping long saved from Reader's Digest...Helen Hayes on her love of digging in the dirt.

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"All through the long winter I dream of my garden. On the first warm day of Spring I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth.  I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar."

-Helen Hayes, 1992

My Mother-in-law was reminded of a poem by Archibald Rutledge from her copy of Deep River.  Poet Laureate of South Carolina, his ancestral roots run deep in South Carolina, a firm foundation for the more than fifty books we wrote in his lifetime.....celebrating the low country, wildlife, and the natural world he loved so much.
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An excerpt from that poem...titled Earth.

How wonderful is earth!
This soil of precious worth!
Though gold be gold, it has no life to give;
But in the furrow dark
There waits a vital spark
That whispers to the seed, "Awake and live!"

Published circa 1960, part of the collection below 
The Complete Poems of Archibald Rutledge

Out of print, but a signed copy is available here for $400.
Hey MeMe...hold on to your copy!

Have a great weekend.  I'll be in the dirt...planting begonias

1 comment:

pve design said...

Thank-you for inspiring me to plant some begonia's today~

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