Open Field Hours

Welcome to the 2020 daylily season!

Here at Arrasmith Farm we anxiously await spring and our many daffodils.  They lift my spirits in such an amazing way….. and who of us doesn’t need that.

In the mean time, we expect to be digging and filling orders by the end of march/beginning of April. Of course this is all contingent on the weather.  Please order early while some of the limited ones are still available.If you order something that is not currently available we will always contact you.
Blessings to all.
 
Harriet, Jackie, Michael and Tina
 
Thank you to Annette Boehm, Karrisa Martino and Karen Crawford for slaving along side and
to Hana Chemaly our website manager, and Kristin Lonsway who oversees our Facebook page.
 

“Consider the lilies, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.”

~ Matthew 6:28-29


 

“But those who wait on the LORD shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”
~ Isaiah 40:31

 

Jean Swann

Christ Be Within Me,
Christ Behind Me,
Christ Before Me,
Christ Beside Me,
Christ To Comfort And Restore Me.

Christ Beneath Me,
Christ Above Me,
Christ Inquired,
Christ In Danger,
Christ In Hearts Of All Who Love Me,
Christ In Mouth Of Friend And Stranger.

~ Attributed To Saint Patrick

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America the Beautiful
 
 
 

Excerpted from Edna St. Vincent Millay’s poem ‘Renascence’, written in 1917.
O God, I cried, no dark disguise
Can e’er hereafter hide from me
Thy radiant identity!
Thou canst not move across the grass
But my quick eyes will see Thee pass,
Nor speak, however silently,
But my hushed voice will answer Thee.
I know the path that tells Thy way
Through the cool eve of every day,
God, I can push the grass apart
And lay my finger on Thy heart.

 
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The world stands out on either side
No wider than the heart is wide;
Above the world is stretched the sky,—-
No higher than the soul is high.
The heart can push the sea and land
Farther away on either hand;
The soul can split the sky in two,
And let the face of God shine through.
But East and West will pinch the heart
That can not keep them pushed apart;
And he whose soul is flat—–the sky
Will cave in on him by and by.