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God knew what He was doing when He sent a gentle breeze and brought a lovely butterfly to set my heart at ease. The happiness of your friendship and the gentleness of your words have touched my life in special ways and now I feel assured. Thank you for your loyalty and for reading everyday. I only hope you find things to make a happy day.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Happy May Day








In honor of the month of May...we are in the process of making a new little Mary's Garden where the river birch stood. We thought of planting a new tree there, but decided that we would do something different. A tree might give us the same problems as the last one did. It  has always been a hard place to plant flowers. There are layers and layers of mulch in that area. Also, the roots from the tree interfered with digging. We found that out when Bryce tried to dig up the hostas before the tree came down.The hosta roots had intermingled with the surface roots of the tree. They were all twisted and we found it impossible to dig the hostas out. We just cut the hostas to the ground and hoped that they would leaf out again. I would like to use the above little angel in the garden too.. Now that there is more sun in that area, I'm wondering if it will be too much for the hostas. We have a big hole there right now. We need to fill it and then start making the little garden. I have a little rose bush in the back garden that might go there. This fall spring bulbs may be planted. I would kind of like to plant flowers related to the Bible in this garden. I'm going to search the internet for a list of Bible related flowers. Joe wants to put lights there too.

We like to honor the Mother of our Lord this month of May. Our Church will have a celebration and a rosary will be said before each Mass this month. We have the May Crowning coming up. where a wreath of flowers will be placed on the statue of Mary in our Church's Mary's Garden.... A little ceremony where children will do the honors. The statue will be brought into the Church Sanctuary to remind us of Jesus' mother and our own mothers as well. We don't worship Mary, but we honor her this month of May.
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Today is supposed to be a rainy day.  We woke to a heavy fog this May Day morning and now the fog has cleared and it's very dreary out. I have been taking my tomato plants in and out of the garage. I noticed yesterday that one of the plants has blossoms on it. I'm anxious to plant these. I met an old friend at the grocery yesterday. She had that longing look in her eyes as she scanned the flowers that were for sale.She mentioned that her garage was full of annuals.....and that her husband had sent her out to get some more. She said, "Only a couple more weeks and we will be safe to plant." Later I saw her in the market with petunias in her cart. She had a smile on her face when we talked some more about planting. She's a few year older than me and has had difficulties walking. It seems that once a gardener always a gardener. It doesn't matter if we walk with a cane, have to sit on a chair, how much our hands hurt from arthritis, how stiff our bodies become, how uncomfortable we are bending, we may have cricks in our necks and kinks in our spines....we will garden somehow. 
Balisha

3 comments:

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

your neighbor must be me:)
but thankfully I am not walking with a cane.
just cannot stay out of the garden or adding books to my to read pile.

Judy said...

Yes--we WILL manage to garden some way. Even if it means two pots on our back porch where we can sit on the top step and tend them!!! Containers of Impatiens on our front porch and one wrought iron planter with a round ring at the top to put a pot into. Just the right height to stand an plant. We will manage to garden some way!!!

Barbee' said...

Thanks for the smiles, Balisha. I know what you mean about that mass of roots. Once I offered Lily-of-the-Valley to a woman's club if they would come dig them. They couldn't... too many roots of all kinds in a solid mass.