Blog Revamp; Now I Really Must do Something About the Garden!

I do like Roses and so I thought I'd change my header and background, especially as there are no rose bushes in our new garden.  As we are now in accommodation that has been provided with my husband's new job, the garden (having had several tenant carers in the past few years) although tidy, is in need of a bit of TLC. Actually, I'd have to say it's more than tidy, it's rather boring, but do I want to go to all the effort of digging up the invasive weeds, and planting out new borders and shrubs, if we are not destined to stay here any great length of time?  (Somehow, we always seem to move on after about 5 years of hard labour in a garden - yep, just at the moment when it was all beginning to come together..sigh). I did purchase a huge load of bulbs very cheaply in December, but when I tried to dig some borders up there was such a tangle of roots that I didn't get very far. So the poor things sat in the garage, until a few weeks ago, when I had a mad hour or so of plonking them into the soil wherever I could. I wil be intrigued to see if any of them come up!

Still, we do have two fine Pigeons who like to be sentinels for Our Lady of the Compost Corner (we really must find her a more fitting niche!).

Bring Flow'rs of the Rarest..

I thought, instead of bemoaning the fact that one can no longer celebrate Ascension Thursday - unless one has access to a city where the EF is being said - I would give honour to Our Blessed Mother at the beginning of this month of May, which is especially dedicated to her.

I love this hymn:-

Bring flowers of the rarest,bring blossoms the fairest,
From garden and woodland and hillside and dale;
Our full hearts are swelling,our glad voices telling
The praise of the loveliest flower of the vale!

Refrain,
O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today!
Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May.
O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today,
Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May.

Their lady they name thee,their mistress proclaim thee,
Ah, grant that thy children on earth be as true
As long as the bowers are radiant with flowers,
As long as the azure shall keep its bright hue.

Refrain..

Sing gaily in chorus;the bright angels o'er us
Re-echo the strains we begin upon earth;
Their harps are repeating the notes of our greeting,
For Mary herself is the cause of our mirth.

Refrain..

I'm afraid I couldn't find many rare and fair flowers that I could bring to Our Lady, so I made do with bringing her to the few I have in the garden, at present.

Then she got a little bouquet, when I brought her indoors!