The Garden

"I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful.... I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing." John 15:1,2 and 5. Lavender is everywhere in this part of the country. I planted a couple of plants this year, late, and hope they bear the woodsy aroma of lavender for us next year. So many times my plants die because I don't water, feed or prune them. I'm so unlike the heavenly gardner who actually cares for his garden. Notice the "branches" part of these verses. We are absolutely useless without our attachment to the vine. We need the living water, heavenly manna and pruning our Heavenly Father gives us. How blessed to be part of his garden.

This was the first fiber art quilt I made. I put clipped yarn on muslin, covered it with tulle, pinned and machine quilted it. Other hand embroidery was added for detail. It measures 9" x 9." It now resides in a Bed and Breakfast in Canada.