No caps. No gowns. No Pomp and Circumstance. This "nursery school graduation" is for 21 tomato plants that will be transplanted to the garden this morning. Sister Anne E poses with the graduating class at left. All the transplants were born in the 4th Floor Fennessy "refugee camp." (If you are wondering why nuns are living in a refugee camp, click here to read a previous post about our renovation.)
All reports from the 4th Floor "refugee camp" confirm that this is a welcome day since the "grow light" which has been in the hall since mid-March is so bright sisters are able to read a book in the "dark" after turning in for the night.
All kidding aside, a garden provides ample opportunity to reflect upon the mystery of creation. Perhaps one of the highlights of something like a "nursery school graduation" is the thrill of looking at a plant and remembering when it was only a seed: dry, lifeless and tiny. It is a small window into the mystery of God himself to be able to look at a healthy plant and say, "I knew you when you were only a seed." Surely God must look at us and say the same thing.
"Be still and bloom where you are planted."
St. Francis de Sales
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