It broke my heart to have to cut down these four foot tall spires of Delphinium in Laurium's memorial garden, located on the hill at the foot of the North side of the drive. They have bloomed for nearly a month, but like their gardener, have seen better days. Laurium's garden, not surprisingly, is as tempermental as her personality was. When things go well there, like this Delphinium and the Catmint have, they are spectacular. On the other hand, a number of other perennials and some annuals have been given the boot by her spirit and have not prospered. My seven year old grandson, Aiden, likes to care for the plants in his mother's space when he is here visiting his grandfather. He has become a good deadheader and all around apprentice gardener, removing only spent blossoms with his small pruning shears. Proud of that young fellow and looking forward to his visit in a couple of weeks and all the adventure that promises.
“Every time we make the decision to love someone, we open ourselves to great suffering, because those we most love cause us not only great joy but also great pain. The greatest pain comes from leaving. When the child leaves home, when the husband or wife leaves for a long period of time or for good, when the beloved friend departs to another country or dies … the pain of the leaving can tear us apart.
Still, if we want to avoid the suffering of leaving, we will never experience the joy of loving. And love is stronger than fear, life stronger than death, hope stronger than despair. We have to trust that the risk of loving is always worth taking.”
― Henri J.M. Nouwen