This past Sunday was the official dedication of the garden in Mt Angel I wrote about a couple of weeks ago. As luck would have it (or, were I of the religious kind, I might have said “the Lord would have it”) – two days before the dedication, I was able to pick up the last two plants that had been released from the grower, as they had finally developed enough roots. Hooray! Of course I would have attended anyway, but this gave me even more reason. The goal was to get there early, while others were at mass, to sneak these two into their marked spots before the ceremony. That, however, didn’t happen. We got going a bit late, so instead, this is what we saw when we got there. The Sisters kindly waved me over to stand with them.
Though embarrassed to show up so obviously late, I obliged – the planting had to wait until later. The blessing ceremony was short, sweet, and lovely. With help from the breeze, some of the holy water sprinkled over the components of the garden managed to land on me, which made me feel oddly privileged. Late, bearing trowel and plants, and with dirt under my finger nails, I listened and mused that despite all our general morning disorganization, we managed to hold it all together. And, despite my awkwardness during the actual GardenTime interview , the editing skills of the producer made it good. It all turned out well in the end. My restless gesturing during filming had been mostly replaced with soothing imagery, and the discordant yellow flags that had held location spots for more than a month, were exchanged for two beautiful Mahonia eurybracteata.
Later, I saw the perfect literal manifestation of ‘holding it all together’ when fellow blogger Gina and I visited our talented friend William. Sometime’s it’s faith, and sometimes it’s tangible, but it’s good to think that – somehow – all will likely turn out alright in the end. If I may be allowed to share the spirit of some of that sprinkled holy water, I’ll send those vibes on into the universe – to my friends and beyond. May it turn out well – for ALL of us.