I still remember this ceremony from my days in the monastery. The novice master who presided over it when I was first at Marylake was somewhat skeptical about such things, but he was a big believer in keeping customs alive. And so we did it.
I thought of St. Albert today because we had periods of torrential rain this morning and this afternoon, broken by clear blue skies. We certainly needed the rain, and we trust it will bring healing of mind and body to us as well as to the plants.