Statue in the Garden

This year I am going to make some changes to my plantings around my statues. This was the first day that I placed St Fiacre in the garden. I want to have more foliage around the statue and the others. He was supposed to be such a worker in the garden and here he is standing amongst weeds and bare earth...I have to remedy that.

My hubby bought me the statue of St. Fiacre. He is the patron Saint of gardeners. I didn't hear about him at Church...just in reading on the internet, when I was going to order a Saint Francis statue.On the day when we will toast Ireland and its patron saint, Patrick, raise a glass to a lesser known Irish holy man who haunts our shrubberies, Saint Fiacre.
Fiacre, who is the patron of gardeners, needs a bit more recognition, after all. There will never be a Saint Fiacre's Day Parade on Fifth Avenue. He is unlikely to get a cathedral named after him.



Fiacre has a couple of things against him. The first is his name. No one seems to know quite how to pronounce it, even members of his fan club. (The closest to a consensus is fee-ACK-ree). The second difficulty is that as a healer, his ailment specialties are somewhat unmentionable and include hemorrhoids. By contrast, Saint Patrick seems much more a swashbuckler, casting out demonic serpents and spreading the word throughout the land by confronting the tribal chieftains in Ireland's ancient provinces.
Fiacre was a monk who fled Ireland in the seventh century in search of solitude and ended up in France, where the bishop of Meaux gave him a forested site at Breuil and said he could have as much land as he could encircle with a trench in one day, or so the story goes. His crook turned out to be a saintly version of a gas-powered mini-tiller, and turned the soil wherever it was placed. This was the start of a long career in the garden. Fiacre, like a lot of medieval monks, raised herbs for healing. He also established a shrine for pilgrims. His affinity for cultivation led to his patronage of gardeners, but he has been upstaged in recent centuries by Saint Francis. Better known and with love of wildlife, the Italian saint is now the preferred benefactor to place among the rosemary and rue.

I read the story of his life...solitary, raising herbs to heal, establishing a shrine and it interested me. I like to think of him as a caring, sweet, and a hard worker. My statues in the woods make me peaceful when I garden. I am there in nature...surrounded by beauty and it's a wonderful place to just be calm and enjoy.

Balisha