St Patrick – A Saint, a Gardener and a Grandfather

It is St Patrick’s Day today so I want to wish you all a very Happy St Patrick’s Day. For me and my family St Patrick’s Day holds a special place in our lives. It was my grandfather’s birthday. 

My Grandfather outside his greenhouse

My Grandfather outside his greenhouse

To mark this very special day for us I decided to dedicate this post to my grandfather Patrick (Scooby) Corscadden. For me he has been the biggest gardening inspiration that I have had in my life. One of my earliest childhood memories of gardening is being with my grandfather out in his greenhouse playing in the soil as he pottered around the tomatoes and cucumbers that he grew each year. To me the greenhouse was always a magical place and I always wanted to know how he managed to grow such tall plants from such tiny seeds. I am told that they were the tastiest tomatoes ever so of course I want to know how he made them taste so good!

My Grandfather working in his vegetable garden

My Grandfather working in his vegetable garden

His entire garden was always bursting with colour. From the fragrant roses to the numerous geraniums that adorned the front porch there was an explosion of colour everywhere you looked. Now that my family and I have moved in to my dad’s childhood home, I find myself gardening in the very garden I admired so much as a child. I am caring for the pear and apple trees my grandfather grew from seeds, pruning the roses he planted all while trying to leave my own mark upon the garden he loved so much. It fills me with great comfort and an utter sense of passion for horticulture every time I think of my grandfather and I walk around the garden we shared.

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