My favorite times as a child was working in the yard with my father. All the cares of the world seem to go away. Dad shared in simple ways his understanding of the earth and gardening. So peaceful listening…it was there the hardness of life went away for a short time. As I grew older receiving insights from my Heavenly Father – I began writing down what He shared with me while working in the garden or watching bubble bees fly from one flower to another. Stories after stories unfolded and are now here to read “Treasures from my father”.