My cousin gifted a start from a beautiful plant that was my grandmothers. I was so thrilled and it flourished for several years. The poor plant had become so root bound and over grown for it’s little pot. So I found a beautiful new pot,purchased the best potting soil,waited until the Fall to transplant her,so the heat would not destroy her. Well….
Well after loving her and nurturing her I had this stick. I was sick,I could not even look in the direction of the plant. Mr Beets,encouraged me to be patient. He kept saying “just leave it,it will come back.” My neighbor was visiting one day and started to pull it out!!!! I kinda joked that I would not declare her dead just yet.
Well look what Spring delivered to our garden!
You can see the “dead” area is still sticking out,but she is really starting to fill in and I am beyond thrilled.
My little transplant from my grandmother got me thinking,plants are much like life,sometimes just a little patience is needed for us to flourish!
Thank you Grandmaw for continuing to teach me great lessons!
~~~Living the Dream!