Brendan enjoys flowers. He worked with his pots, filling with compost, planting, watering, feeding and refreshing.
When we lived in a town house our window boxes were overflowing with lobelia and petunia, thanks to my husband’s expertise.
People passing admired the display of dangling colours.
We collected various shapes and sizes of pots over the years.
Their numbers would be added to as presents on birthdays.
When we moved house the pots came with us.
Brendan’s garden of pots increased. Daffodils and tulips and primroses sprouted each spring.
Window box displays continued each summer.
Roses did well without much attention.
There was always some flower growing as the seasons changed.
Even in winter there was colour from primula and pansies that danced in the breeze.
Over the last two years, as our children left home, Brendan and I came to realise our home and garden were too big for us.
The birds had flown the nest.
It took time for us to let go and move on.
We had many happy times and memories raising our children in our home in Downpatrick.
Brendan and I now have a new start, a new beginning.
We moved house this spring.
A house that is easy to maintain, no more ashes, just the flick of a switch for heat.
Out plants are having a new beginning as well.
We brought our plants in pots with us. The yard out back looked like a garden centre.
Over the last few weeks Brendan and I have been sorting them out.
It is sunny where we now live and if my pot plants do not get watered often they will quickly deteriorate.
I was sorting out pots that did not seem to have any life in them and I was pleasantly surprised to find a harvest of bulbs.
I won’t know what they are until next spring. I suspect most of them are daffodils. Anyway our pots needed fresh soil so contents of all pots had to be inspected and sorted. We found little tree shoots growing in some. Seeds from trees in our last garden took root. I have ash, sycamore and lime saplings potted out separately. Dead roots and weeds were disguarded to the dump. The other contents of the pots were choking out the flowers intended to be growing taking away the nutrients and water.
A new beginning for bulbs next year.
I do not need to use slug pellets or roundup. Other pests of our pot plants at our last house was snails. They loved the trees, walls and hid under the rim of the pots. They came out at night to eat. Caterpillars just loved nastursums. They munched at the tasty leaves. The butterflies have not arrived yet so I don’t know if I will have caterpillars.
One way of getting rid of weeds, caterpillars and slugs is to turn up the heat.
The heat and the sunshine just causes them to wither up.
So our pot plants have a new start with weeds and slugs gone.
All is needed is watering regularly with the odd boost of Miracle Gro.
Flowers are blooming and a little pruning here or there is keeping things going well.
I am getting plenty of exercise, fresh air and sunshine as I water my plants.
Perhaps my new situation is telling me God is just dealing with my enemies in the spirit.
Like the slugs and weeds they cannot live in the new conditions.
The heat was turned up in our situation with having cancer and children leaving home.
Job in the bible went through suffering and did not know why.
But by means of their suffering, he rescues those who suffer.
For he gets their attention through adversity.
“God is leading you away from danger, Job, to a place free from distress. He is setting your table with the best food. (Job 36:15, 16 NLT)
God has brought us to a broad place, free from distress.
I can testify that God is good and faithful to keep his promise. Believe and hope in God.
Brendan and I can flourish and grow without hindrance in our new territory.
God is faithful. He said in His Word he will deliver us from our enemies.
O give thanks unto the Lord, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever.
Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, whom he hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy. (Psalms 107:1, 2 KJV)