A little bit of magic...my version anyway
It's March...the time of the year where I get impatient and have to go do something outdoors and plants-ey. It's still too chilly to actually subject plants to here though(or so I thought), and so I content myself with starting seedlings indoors with the assistance of an Aero-Garden, and prepping the pots outside on the porch, stirring in new fertilizer, breaking up clumps in the soil, and aerating the soil. So there I am, digging in vigorously and turning away with my spade, when a tiny flash of green and white catches my attention. I stop, look down, and sure enough-I just turned up a tiny seedling. This seedling has had barely any light or water all winter and yet still, for some reason known only to the seedling, it decided to sprout now, when temperatures might reach 40 degrees and still drop to near-freezing at night. Of course I replanted it, watered it, and protected it as best I could; it deserves as much of a chance as I can give it after exhibiting such temerity. Heck-I have seeds indoors, warm as can be, watered often as they could dream, and given perfect lighting, and they're not yet so bold as to sprout...in comparison, they have a dream life, spoiled little things!
Go figure. I cant help but wonder how many of this little seedlings siblings I thoughtlessly killed...or if it was the only one...and I hope I didn't just kill it by turning it up like that, after fighting through all those odds already. Oops.
Life's like that though-seemingly so fragile, yet occasionally tougher than can be believed! It can be a hairswidth between life and death, but still it will persist-something will live on.