I’m so excited to be able to share today’s post with Mid-Atlantic Gardening readers. Today’s article is about St. Fiacre and it is written by George Graine who is also known in gardening circles as Grainethumb (he’s so witty). George is a Virginia Cooperative Extension master gardener who represents Fairfax County to the Virginia Master Gardener Association. He is a wealth of information and you folks in Fairfax County are lucky to have George on your side when it comes to gardening questions. This article was originally published in the March/April issue of the Virginia Master Gardener newsletter, The Report, Volume 17, Number 2. Without further ado…
I think most people assume he’s a Saint Francis with a spade. He’s more of a saint for aficionados. — Peter Cilioz, Campania International
Photo courtesy of www.kaccents.com
While sales at the yard art section of many garden centers lead you to believe that Saint Francis of Assisi is the most popular statue in home gardens, he is not actually our champion. Perhaps the birds depicted on this statue symbolize freedom and it is suggested that animals should have the ability to roam wherever they please but these concepts are not completely garden worthy. Few people seem to know that our revered champion is Saint Fiacre. Who is this Irish holy man who is also the saint of gardeners? Before the Grainethumb answers this question, let me caution you not to expect this saint to displace the famous swashbuckling Irish Saint Patrick. No parades, no green beer or other forms of revelry will happen to honor Saint Fiacre, at least not in America. Saint Fiacre was born near the end of the sixth century, a good five hundred years before Saint Francis. Make no mistake about it, Saint Fiacre is the true patron saint of gardeners and was recognized as such in Europe since the Middle Ages.
A very brief history of Saint Fiacre is in order before the legend, that is, the miracle leading to Fiacre’s sainthood. His father was a warrior and as such he was often away from home. Although Fiacre was devoted to his mother, unfortunately she passed when he was a teenager. This experience must have set him on the path to become a holy man leading a reclusive life of a monk in solitude. Having been raised in a monastery he developed an abiding love of science, the joy of plants including healing herbs as well as an appreciation of nature. Eventually Fiacre left the green of Ireland for France where he established a hermitage in a cave near a spring. When he asked Bishop Faro of Meaux, France for some land in order to grow food crops and herbs for healing the Bishop granted this request.
The deal was struck. Fiacre could have as much land as he could entrench in a single day from sunup to sundown. Praying on this proposition, the next day Fiacre dragged the point of his staff (spade?) across the ground and the earth turned as he went, toppling trees and shrubs, digging up briars and weeds and stones moved to prepare the land for a garden of medicinal herbs, flowers, seeds and other plant material. This is the legend (miracle?)! In time Fiacre built a chapel in honor of the Holy Virgin, a house where he lived and a hospice for the sick and penniless. As word spread, people started to flock to Fiacre for food, healing, wisdom and of course spiritual guidance. A woman considered the feat of Fiacre nothing short of sorcery. (Was this a precursor to Salem witchery?) This accusation resulted in a harsh ruling by Fiacre. Henceforth he barred all women from his monastery on pain of blindness or madness. Actually, this was not unusual because women were routinely excluded from monasteries. Over time, Saint Fiacre became famous for his healing powers. With this gift he was able to cure his flock of followers when he laid hands on the sufferer. His garden became a place of pilgrimage for many centuries especially for those seeking healing.
If you saw the TV series about the mystery-solving Brother Cadfael, he is like a fictional counterpart to Saint Fiacre because both were gardeners and herbalists. At that time, herbs were an essential part of the healing arts and not used primarily for beauty or culinary enhancement. Now that you know the story about Saint Fiacre you do not have to be religious to have him as part of your yardscape and he should no longer be ignored.