a gardener named june

i love attending the annual cottage tour held in cannon beach!  one of the last stops of the day was a master gardener's.  nosing around, i peeked into her garden shed and found a poem called "tending" tacked to the wall with a photo of flowers.  i'm glad i took the time to read it and snap a photo of the last stanza.  i wish i had written down the author, so as to give credit where credit is due for these beautiful lines, "it makes me wonder, standing on well-worn planks, wrapped in softened light, how much we ever know of love before it flowers.  what lies behind our gardens of desire?  is it inchoate energy that bursts forth into splendor?  if we are born to labor in the vineyards of the Lord, i come to know June, here, where her odd treasures, her gardening secrets, are all stored."