Author: mrgsponderings

Nova Kakhovka

Nova Kakhovka dam : satellite image, Maxar technologies

Prayer in the face of destruction of Nova Kakhovka dam

With humanitarian and ecological disasters still unfolding, it is already clear that tens of thousands of people have been deprived of drinking water, many are homeless, crops are ruined, land mines have been displaced, and the stage is set for long-term electricity shortages. Evacuation efforts are under way – about 3,000 have fled so far – amid a sense of despair as people try to wade through the rising floodwaters to safer locations. (Aljazeera)

Please pray for people to be saved, for rescuers and all who are helping to evacuate people.

Prayer for Kherson ( Херсо́н)and those parts of Ukraine which are flooding.

God, we pray for the  city of Kherson,
and the communities affected by the flooding caused by the attack
on the Nova Kakhovka dam.

Be with all those who have lost homes, livelihoods, and the things that sustain life;
farmers with destroyed crops, animals especially domestic pets abandoned; bewildered children and elderly;
those without pure drinking water and trying to cope with the destruction
caused by the wickedness and the evil of Mr Putinand those who, with him, commit crimes against humanity.

We pray for that other humanity, kind, caring and compassionate
who are involved in rescuing, sheltering, comforting all who are suffering.
For your blessing, Lord, on their unstinting and self-less actions.

In the face of all this mayhem, upheaval and despair,
May you be in the midst of all that pain,
upholding and sustaining your people in this time of great need.

Bless too, Mr Zelensky and all working with him as he faces more and more
difficulties in the face of which he must build up spirits and keep before his people
a vision which will one day be accomplished.
Sustain and uphold him and keep him safe.

Help us all, Lord, to hold in our hearts and our love those who are
stretching out their arms to us with hope and numbness.

Give us all the will to work for peace.
Lord, have mercy.
Amen

[Mr.G]

Painting with Flowers. Gertrude Jekyll

Candelabra Primulas, splashes of joyful colour. Photographed by my friend Gill Henwood, in the Lake District.
~ known to Gill’s grandsons as ‘rainbow flowers ~

Gertrude Jekyll Painting with flowers

The English National Trust announced last week that it had acquired Munstead Wood, the home of pioneering garden designer and horticulturalist, Gertrude Jekyll (pronounced Gee-Kil). Near Godalming in Surrey, Munstead Wood was her home until her death in 1932. The Trust, with help from the government, is beginning the task of restoring this gem of a garden and will open it to the public, hopefully, next year. Gertrude moved into the house in the 1890’s, first creating the 11 acre garden and then, with her friend and architect, Edward Lutyens’ help, renovating and developing the house.
The garden became the prototype of the Modern English Garden.From here she bred many new plants and ran a garden centre.
The National Trust’s, Andy Jasper said that “She became one of the most influential garden designers and transformed horticultural practice, collecting plants in Britain and Europe and introducing at least 30 new varieties into British gardens.”

She was born in November 1843 and developed skills as an horticulturalist, garden designer, craftswoman, photographer, writer and artist.She created over 400 gardens in the UK, Europe and the USA and was regarded as a prime influencer in gardening design.
Her partnership with Edward Lutyens was especially fruitful. Both were devotees of the Arts & Crafts movement and her designs were influenced by a subtle artistic approach to garden creation.
She is particularly known for the promotion of radiant colour and what is known as the brush-like strokes of her planting. This drew inspiration also from the art movement Impressionism and by the paintings of J M W Turner whom she greatly admired.
So early in her studies she became interested in the creative art of planting gardens in innovative colour schemes based on ensuring different parts of the garden evolved colourfully  during the differing seasons of the year. Her book,  Colour Schemes for the Flower Garden, first published in 1914, (many editions until 1988) offers advice on the use of colour which keeps the garden interesting throughout the year.
She believed very firmly that the most eye-catching part of a garden plant is its flower and “the most captivating element of a bloom is its colour.”

She pointed out in her book that “to plant and maintain a flower border, with a good scheme for colour, is by no means an easy thing that is commonly supposed.”
Her advice was worked out through painstaking planning and in cultivating her own garden. She accepted that there are often failures, but many great successes that make it all worthwhile.
She did not write just about big gardens like her own, which needed a team of gardeners. She said that the size of a garden has very little to do with its merit. “It is the size of the owner’s heart and brain and goodwill that will make the garden either delightful or dull.”
Her own garden reflected a love of art which was paramount and it became a kind of outdoor studio. “My garden is my workshop, my private study and place of rest.” It was, for her, a private healing place, a palette of colour which reflected her deep love of painting. In the latter part of her life, she suffered from failing sight which made painting more difficult.
Her garden became a consolation.

Her artistry, craftsmanship, garden design and planting schemes combined with her devotion to brightness and joy of colour were, according to Richard Bisgrove, writer of the 1988 preface of Colour Schemes, “humble  responses to the Grand Design, works of praise from a gardener who would have liked much more but was serenely satisfied and thankful for what she had.”
Perhaps that is important for any gardener though I am a great believer that there is always room for one more!

Sometimes it isn’t a design of ours, and many gardeners (if not all) are aware that Nature has its own rules and what can bring the greatest joy is the self-seeded plant which pops up in the ‘wrong’ place or a group of flowers which bloom where you least expect it, even in the midst of your own carefully  crafted design. Maybe it is in those moments that you can be led to recognize that gardening is always a partnership with Nature. . (I write as one of the founding and possibly, only, member of the Dandelion Appreciation Society!)

That can remind some of us that this is a deeper partnership with, our creator God .
I have heard many times the saying (the song?) that we are ‘closer to God in a garden than anywhere else on God’s earth.”
It can feel a bit twee or trite but it is a truth.
People like Gertrude Jekyll are pioneers in bring art and craft together, using skill and  understanding in planting and design and using an artist’s palette to sweep colour across the soil.
They also help us to create an outdoor room in which we can meet with God and also with friends in a quiet and restful way or which can be such a haven of peace that we are re-made by beauty and a sense of sharing in an act of love.
In this we are at-one with the earth yet being lifted towards heaven.

Gertrude Jekyll Rose (David Austin)
widely available

[Mr G]

Magnificat

The Visitation of the Blessed Virgin Mary to her cousin Elizabeth.
based on a stained glass window at © Taizé

My soul magnifies the Lord.

A meditation on the Visitation of The Blessed Virgin Mary to her cousin, Elizabeth. Mother of John the Baptist, with special reflection on the ‘Magnificat’. Today, 31st May, is kept by the Church as the festival of the Visitation.
This meditation, in the words of St Elizabth, is by my dear friend Joyce Smith who is doubtless singing the Magnificat in heaven.

We were both blooming
in the joy of our pregnancies.
I was carrying the forerunner,
and Mary carried the Anointed One.

We  had so much to share,
we were  both so excited,
and yet fearful at the same time.
Yet, in all the ups and downs
Mary couldn’t keep from singing.

She sang of the greatness of the Lord;
that he had chosen her to bear his Son,
who would change the world;
FOREVER!

This would be no empty political promise,
of levelling up and giving out
meagre benefits.

Mary’s Son,
God’s Son,
really would reach out
to everyone;
seeking justice
and fairness for all.
He would give
priority to the poorest and weakest;
standing on the edge
with the powerless
and disenfranchised.

Mary, my cousin,
sang her song,
which will stand
for all generations.

Who will sing it now?
Who will listen?
Who will act?

[Joyce Smith]

Sheltering sheep

I have received this stunning photo from my friend Gill Henwood and it brought much cheer so I am sharing it with you. The comments are hers.

“Ewes and lambs in the shade of a lime tree clump in old parkland, near Hawkshead, Cumbria.
Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1

This is their favourite shelter when the strong Maytime sun shines. Though it’s cloudy at the moment, it’s warm and humid as the clouds rise and sun will break through. Too hot for woolly coats! 

All around the lambs are bleating and ewes replying in their deeper alto. The semi-independent lambs gambol together and get separated from their mothers. A great baa-ing goes on if they can’t find each other. Some adventurous lambs escape under fences – leading to a great bleating as their mothers cannot follow.
There must be a parable there: the good shepherd/ess who seeks out the lost sheep, of course.

Birdsong provides the mood music, with the cuckoo joining in around the vale.

A joyous morning.

Another view

Two ewes with single lambs in a shady gateway 
But the lone lamb is over the fence (not a Swaledale)…

[Gill Henwood]