on my way home…

I’ve been somewhat quiet on my

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this summer.

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I do hope to begin sharing more regularly soon.

 

Until then…

here’s just a little bit

of joy

I’d like to release from my heart

because…

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Mary’s Garden

 

Common Name/Religious Name:

Hollyhock/St. Joseph’s Staff, Pansy/Our Lady’s Delight, Bleeding Heart/Mary’s Heart, Columbine/Our Lady’s Shoes, Primrose/Our Lady’s Keys, Black Eyed Susan/Golden Jerusalem, Cornflowers/Mary’s Crown, Cosmos/St. Michaels’ Flower, Petunia/Our Lady’s Praises, Zinnia/The Virgin, Gladiolus/Ladder to Heaven, Geranium/Gentle Virgin, Daffodil/Mary’s Star, Lily of the Valley/Our Lady’s Tears, Peony/Pentecost Rose, Tulip/Mary’s Prayer, Rose/Emblem of Mary.

A Mary Garden is a collection of plants and flowers that have specific “Mary names” or religious names in addition to their botanical and common names.

John S. Stokes Jr. was the founder of the Mary’s Gardens movement, which started in 1951 to promote the creation of Mary Gardens and to connect gardeners of all skill levels. Proposed first for home gardens, Mary Gardens soon became fixtures at schools, parishes, burial plots, institutions, and shrines.  As outreach was an important aspect of the movement, Stokes wrote, designed, and compiled gardening guides and garden plans to encourage people to plant Mary Gardens, promoting them as prayerful, religious works of stewardship, devotion, praise, thanksgiving, meditation, and commitment for God’s artistry in creation.

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Bliss.

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I loved him before we even met.

 

I prayed for him without knowing his name.

 

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And because I loved HIM I trusted He would grant what I prayed for.

 

A holy man to share my life with.

 

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So, yet another year I give thanks for answered prayers.

 

And for the life we share together.

 

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A wonderful life.

 

Not a perfect one.

 

For which I’m grateful.

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