Guest guest Posted June 29, 2005 Report Share Posted June 29, 2005 ..... My father was an enthusiastic gardener and I enjoyed walking round with him in the mornings as he observed all the growing things and tended to them. He knew by instinct what each plant needed and he inculcated in me a love ofgardens that I have never lost. We would sometimes sit outside at night and he pointed out the various starts and constellations. He also told me stories from mythology that fascinated me as much as they had enthralled him as a child. When we were little he told us the most wonderful bedtime tales; there was the ongoing saga of a pixy that lived in a magnolia flower and travelled on moonbeams. Astonishing though it might seem, the three of us began to look forward to bedtime! He was a natural storryteller. ........to be continued from:Foreword, by Katya Douglas [Osborne]My Life and Quest Arthur Osborne Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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