Seeds form, then drop and wait for the right conditions to sprout. Stems and leaves grow slowly, every day a bit more and they bend to angle for the sunlight, adjusting their very selves so as to catch as much of it as possible. Flowers bud and swell then wait for the perfect day to spring open! And once in full glory, open and advertising their gifts to the planet, flowers wait for visitors.
They risk danger and loss in their period of waiting. There is always a trade off. Feet trample, shovels uproot, tools trim and cut and mulch without regard to a flower’s goals.
With luck and time the perfect day will come along and the visitors will come. In the case of this clump of fiddle necks, a bee is welcomed into their collection of softly fragrant blossoms. With this visit, the flowers mission is complete! Their goals are met! The future will come to be and life will continue.
If you were a flower, would you have the patience and faith to wait for each small step to fall into its rightful spot? Do you now?
Please, look upon these humble things and breathe in their scent that carries patience and wisdom, the type that has been passed down through the millennium by plants growing and evolving and waiting and growing some more. It is the same patience that mountains possess. It is the same patience that rivers and streams use to carve stone. It is the patience that past generations hung their hopes upon.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be. Please come back again for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like. Ever better, look down at the world that teems with life and meaning. It is right at your feet!
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