Barn-red bloom in farmyard garden,
Hemmed by living fence as warden,
Live content with what you own;
Grass is greenest right at home.
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Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
The 2 go together; your photo makes it so. I also like your prose.
Melody, you have so many wonderful flower photos I will have to come back to look at them all. Another place to share these and get some more exposer is Chime.in. A lot of people with different interests post their photos there. I have a Photographing Flowers community there. http://chime.in/community/PhotographingFlowers
You can give your blog a plug to some who may not find it. I would love to see you join.
I’ve joined – never heard of chime.in before – thanks for the heads up! 🙂
Ahhhhh, very very nice, Melody!!
Thank you Caddo! Perfect for a farm gal…
Lovely thoughts and gorgeous photo, Melody. Indeed, the grass is greenest right at home.
Thanks Kris!
A poet once said: “Don’t neglect the gold in your own backyard.” Melody, your love of gardening and your beautiful photographs prove that you don’t.
I’m learning! My eyes are once again seeing what is beautiful – and I am the better for it…
Yes, so true. We never seem to be able to see the grass under our feet, because we are busy looking out at the grass across the way. Once we vacate our own treasures, and turn around we then realise how green and luscious our own grass was. Melody this is a lovely post again.
Thank you so much! I enjoy your thought-provoking questions – you always seem to make me think. (That’s a good thing, right?) 🙂
What a beautiful picture, and poem to match.
I wrote a little piece about this ages ago, but reach much the same conclusion (you can see it here if you like: http://mulledvine.com/2009/04/greener-pastures/)
A very clever and sensitive way of dealing with the greener grass issue – contentment is such a high gain, isn’t it? 🙂