Sometimes, a seed makes it way to your pot, and before you know it, you have a sapling you can do without. You don’t have the heart to pull it out- after all, the plant is not a weed, and you find it hard to declare war even on weeds. You water it grudgingly, curse it a lot. When it sheds its leaves and shrivels up, you rejoice- no more watering a plant you don’t want.
Then it lets out a new shoot, and another. Unwillingly, you rejoice. The plant is a fighter, and you are fighting by its side.
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Drabbles from around the world celebrating the many facets of Spring, only at the Burrow.
A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.
Just like life sometimes. Great Drabble!
ReplyDeleteA great Drabble. most enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
The determination to feel wanted will survive their lifespans.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the Drabble. Very inspiring.
ReplyDeleteGood drapple.
ReplyDeleteI like your drabble. It a good reminder in such a small story.
ReplyDeleteann
Very good. I love the word-pictures you painted. :)
ReplyDeleteVery nice "d" word. Thanks for stopping by my blog and commenting.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Lisa
This is great. I've never heard of a drapple before :o)
ReplyDelete@ Fiona - life is like that, isn't it?
ReplyDelete@ Yvonne - thanks
@ Anil - it will, wouldn't it?
@ Mason - thanks. Like a friend said, "I wish my poinsettas would die- I am fed up of watering them even in March". But as long as they don't give up, how can you?
@ Wanda - thank you.
@ Ann - yesterday, I was talking to someone who's mother in law is battling cancer, and I could absolutely picture my plant.
@ melodygreen - thank you.
@ Lisa - thank you. And your blog is lovely.
@ Niki - Thanks. Lots more at the source - www.the-burrow.org