A Garden Story
When I was growing up, my mother ran an ongoing campaign to get our relatives and friends to use the front door - the more elegant entrance to our house. “And when you get here, come around to the front” I would hear her tell people on the phone. They wouldn’t. They’d head straight to the back door and through the kitchen. It was near the driveway and familiar to them.
We’re like that at All Souls, especially those of us who drive. We enter and exit through the parking lot door and rarely step out to take a moment of reflection in our front lawn and garden. It’s the pride of the neighborhood thanks to those in the Garden Guild who work every Saturday to keep it that way.
A recent endeavor of the Garden Guild is our memorial garden. It’s near the front door, anchored by the ornamental cherry tree and Celtic cross and planted with perennials that bloom in succession over three seasons. An ajuga border is evergreen and naturally crowds out weeds. Daisies represent faith, eternal life, new beginnings. Lilies symbolize transition and hope. Cherry blossoms remind us of the transience of life. Some say the Celtic Cross serves as a compass guiding us through our spiritual journey.
The wall across from the Mary Chapel holds a plaque with names of those whose ashes were scattered in various gardens of All Souls. Garden configurations changed over the years and we thought it a kind gesture to designate one garden for remembrance of those friends and loved ones.
The garden awaits when you choose the front door.
Peace.