A clover patch and God’s Blessings

May the blessing of God’s soft rain be on you,
Falling gently on your head, refreshing your soul
With the sweetness of little flowers newly blooming.
May the strength of the winds of Heaven bless you,
Carrying the rain to wash your spirit clean
Sparkling after in the sunlight.
May the blessing of God’s earth be on you,
And as you walk the roads,
May you always have a kind word
for those you meet.


During the late 1800’s the dreaded potato famine, which was akin to the 1930’s dust bowl in magnitude of hunger and devastation to a people, saw the immigration of thousands of Irish to the United States. My great-grand parents were a part of that mass exodus (not necessarily Sylvia Kay’s but we won’t digress).

Upon arrival in the US, be it the Irish, the Italian, the Germans, the Russians, the Scandinavians, etc…all brought with them their culture’s customs, their faith, their foods— or rather melded all of the old world’s to now the new world’s. Creating the amalgamation so many of us today call our family’s traditions and heritage. Making us, this generation of today’s American, who and what we are.

As I look out over our yard, only to hear my husband’s frustration in the reoccurring clover invading his hard cultivated grass, I think of the honey bees and the clover honey that is so much a part of the South. I think of my childhood and the clover flower necklaces and head pieces we use to make on those warm summer evenings, I think of the endless summer hours spent combing the clover patch in search of that oh so elusive 4 leaf clover, which can often be found now pressed in an old bible or Nancy Drew book from my younger days….

And I can’t help but think of the Irish–not that clover has anything to do with a shamrock, but there’s that mythical and often mystical amalgamation of cultures—what kid hasn’t connected the tireless 4 leaf clover search and then spotting that awe inspiring rainbow, after a rain, with Ireland, luck, and Leprechauns?

So as I surveyed this latest patch of clover, my thoughts turned oddly to families past and families present, as well as to God and His blessings, which are to be found even in clover patches. May God richly bless you this day….

8 comments on “A clover patch and God’s Blessings

  1. nonfatlatte says:

    This brought back so many memories. My grandmother being able to stoop down and automatically find a 4-leaf clover. Reading Nancy Drew as a child and later to my daughter. Finding a 4-leaf clover tucked into a Bible. I’m a Southerner, too. There is so much that is precious about the South. Have you read A Death in the Family by Agee? The opening section, “Knoxville: Summer, 1915”, beautifully captures summer nights in the South. Thank you for this post. (Keep the clover!!!)

  2. Val says:

    Clover has long been used as a cover crop, and tilling it into the soil enriches it greatly. I personally prefer clover to grass, as it is so much more of a beloved tasty snack for guinea pigs…dandelions too!

    • Thanks Elizabeth–funny how a patch of clover can invoke such nostalgia for simpler days 🙂
      I’ve not read the book you suggest but will certainly add it to my list. I’m currently reading A Daughter’s Tale by Mary Soames—all about being the youngest daughter of Winston Churchill. Today is a bit of that blackberry winter.. so I’m hoping for warmer sunnier days—blessings and love to you–Julie

      And Val–how “bout those guinea pig babies—have they arrived yet?

      • Val says:

        NO!!!! And it’s a nightmare because I can’t move her until she has them and I’m sure all is well, but I HAVE to move her because we’re being fogged for the roach problem by Orkin on Saturday. I’m busy cleaning up and washing as much as I can to go put in my sister’s garage just praying she will deliver tonight. And then I can’t bring them all back until I literally scrub every surface in my room. Just wishing for that joy though…

        Hope you’re well and mending well my friend.

      • Oh Val–I am sorry, I know how worried this makes you—I’d be a nervous wreck!! I will pray for the best outcome for mother and babies–and for the mother of the mother 🙂
        keep me posted–

      • nonfatlatte says:

        The older I get (I’m 52), the more everything and everyone reminds me of something or someone else. I used a musical number from the movie “Young Winston” in my wedding. 🙂
        Blessings and love back!

  3. Emile Blau says:

    I hope this note finds you well. I am so sorry to hear of your father’s health. He is fortunate to have you to take care of him during this time. Both of mine have passed — father to cancer, mother went to sleep in her own bed — in her own home. So peaceful. It certainly is a different feeling when they leave us. Your faith will partially heal your heart — and even though you know they walk with him — you will find yourself wanting to make the phone call or visit. Best to you for a wonderful retirement and peach with your father — Emile

    • my heavens!! what a surprise–a very happy surprise at that! Thank you Emile for your kind words—Dad is doing pretty good—considering his age, 85—he has his very good days as well as days of confusion–but for the most part good–for now. I just wait for my stepmom to summon me when things go haywire. which they do. We did fix a bunch of banking at Christmas, so for now things are smooth. I am sorry to hear about your parents–they were both always so kind to me. I know how tough that is—my mom has been gone now 27 years—which is hard to believe… and I still miss her very much. Other than aging or missing parents, I hope you are well and that life is good. You deserve much happiness Emile–I wish that for you–always 🙂
      Glad to know you’ve found my little blog—it’s been a good transition for me from my life in the classroom– as I know lots of my kids read it—hope to see you next visit to Atlanta—again, thank you for touching base–Julie

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