In The Garden

And the LORD God took the man, and put him into the garden of Eden to dress it and to keep it....Genesis 2:15

Some day maybe I shall have that little cottage of my dreams. To be able to decorate it the way that I envision it.  My cottage would be surrounded by lovely fertile land for farming.  Perhaps there would be a small community of people who live nearby but not too close that one couldn't enjoy some privacy and quiet.  That would be nice.  There would be farms nearby and maybe a small grocery store with fresh produce and all kinds of fresh fruit and grains would be grown and sold in the local area. 

I can imagine walking down a tree shaded lane to visit with one of my friends in the community.  I would love to wear long dresses then.  Not the kind of the early American women with the long skirts that drug along the ground, but dresses almost to the ankle but above the street.  I would love to sew some lovely feminine dresses in pastel colors of light blue and pink and yellow.  I would put pretty white collars on the dresses with maybe some tiny cross-stitched flowers on them. They would also have some tiny lace trim. 

I remember years ago when "Granny Dresses" as they called them, were in style for awhile.  How lovely some of them were. I would love some petite white sandals with a small heel on them.  And a sunbonnet perhaps, a light brown weave with multi-colored silk flowers on it. 

It would be so nice to feel like a woman. The clothing today is not so pretty.  A lot of womens clothes are tailored for business. There aren't any graceful dresses anymore.  It's disappointing.  

Yes, I would love to take a quiet walk to visit with some of my family, perhaps my mother.  We would talk about new recipes that we were trying out or about how lovely the tomatoes are in the garden in her backyard.  She would put some bird food into the feeder in the yard.  And, as we walked talking together, we would water the plants. Then we could have some refreshing lemonade together as we sit outside near the garden and enjoy the sound of the birds singing and scratching in the feeder. We would recall days gone by and memories of family and friends.  

It would not be hot, but a nice warmth, like early spring. And we could smell the scent of the different kinds of flowers wafting in the fresh clean air.  That would be lovely.  There would be no need to hurry with anything. We could sit and talk and laugh to our hearts content.