Merry Christmas Garden Friends

We at Promise Gardens wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Thank you for your support, follows and likes over the years as the Promise Gardens has grown and flourished. Stop by our JayJacy Photography and HDRCHIC Photography blogs to see what we have been up to in travel and work. The Promise Gardens are sleeping under a blanket of snow until spring and then wonderful things will renew! Happy Christmas!

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A Fall Foliage Walk

It’s fall and we are traveling the coast and mountain ranges to view the beautiful fall foliage and partake of the gifts of the season.  This is surely a beautiful time of the year filled with autumn colors, gorgeous blue skies, crisp sunny days and yummy fruits of the season.  Enjoy and photograph your fall journey to remember during those cold days of winter.

The Joy of Peony

The joy of the Promise Gardens each year is my over 40 peony bushes-trees that produce such beauty that takes my breath away. They are my favorite next to the Rose….a must have in your gardens dear friends for the sheer loveliness and joy they bring!

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Daybreak in a Garden

I HEARD the farm cocks crowing, loud, and faint, and thin,
When hooded night was going and one clear planet winked:
I heard shrill notes begin down the spired wood distinct,
When cloudy shoals were chinked and gilt with fires of day.
White-misted was the weald; the lawns were silver-grey;
The lark his lonely field for heaven had forsaken;
And the wind upon its way whispered the boughs of may,
And touched the nodding peony-flowers to bid them waken.

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Winter Snow in the Promise Gardens

…the snow in winter as it waters the earth so it will break forth in spring with abundance of beauty. You are missed flowers, leaves and color but soon you will appear again.

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“THE SNOW had begun in the gloaming,
And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
With a silence deep and white.
Every pine and fir and hemlock
Wore ermine too dear for an earl,
And the poorest twig on the elm-tree
Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
From sheds new-roofed with Carrara
Came Chanticleer’s muffled crow,
The stiff rails softened to swan’s-down,
And still fluttered down the snow.
I stood and watched by the window
The noiseless work of the sky,
And the sudden flurries of snow-birds,
Like brown leaves whirling by.
I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn
Where a little headstone stood;
How the flakes were folding it gently,
As did robins the babes in the wood…”
_ The First Snow-Fall by James Russell Lowell

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