Graber is an award winning freelance
writer from Wichita, Kansas. Her writing
career spans more than twenty-five years with articles, essays, and devotionals
published in numerous newspapers, magazines and periodicals.
Devoted to Traveling was
released February 16, 2010, by AWOC Publishers. She is a retired travel agent who has
traveled throughout the world.
Graber is a graduate of the
University of Memphis, is an avid scrapbooker, a graduate of Bible Study Fellowship,
the proud grandmother of two boys, and has attended Eastminster Presbyterian Church
for over thirty years. Look for her new contemporary novel to be released
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Blurb: An entertaining
group of stories that inform and entertain with guidelines and tips for the traveler and
would-be traveler in all of us. Travel along with the author as she winds her way through
the globe visiting the known and unknown.
This book is a chronicle of the
first-hand experiences of a woman whose adventures are written with lessons
The mystery of a Mustard Seed
“So does your garden look like this?”
“I wish,” I replied. We were
walking through Giverny, Monet’s home and gardens. The stranger to my left had asked
He grinned sheepishly. “Neither
He walked off and I resumed my
own thoughts about the functional garden I was visiting. Giverny, home to Claude
Monet, is located about 50 miles northwest of Paris. It spreads over five acres, and
has been fully restored from the brutality of war. Today, the gardens and home draw
more than 500,000 tourists each year. It is the site for many of Monet’s famous
paintings like the water color and Japanese bridge series, along with numerous flower
paintings. His work here was distinctive in that he created them twice. First he
planted the gardens, and then when they grew into lush vistas of color, painted
There is a walkway that circles
the gardens keeping tourists from trampling plants. I’m surprised at the unruly
overgrown flowers and greenery quite unlike the usual formal gardens of the French.
Flowers are planted in clumps and let to roam. Iron arbors are laden with climbing
rose bushes, and lily ponds offer tranquility while colorful wooden bridges groan
with the weight of purple Wisteria vines.
I’m told that in those days,
(1883) most plantings came from seeds, and I marvel at the patience it must have
taken to get the garden just like he wanted. But, as Monet toiled day after day
planting, propagating, pruning, and cutting, his life prospered. His paintings became
universally known, as well as the gardens. It reminded me of the parable Jesus told
of the mustard seed, and how if cultivated properly would grow so high that birds
might use them for shelter.
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