She spent three weeks in the trunk of our car. Peak summer temperatures, no light, no water. Left for dead. And this weekend, after dropping off those donations that were haphazardly piled on top of her, we discovered her body. Alive. Still beautiful.
And we are left scratching our heads and asking, "My, but isn't the spirit of life resilient?"
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lovely story- I hope she brings you much luck and fresh air!
Such beautiful symbolism.
Beautiful.
Oh I do love those hardy plants. And you write with such sweet humor, Adele.
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