Last month—when I was subsumed in poetry—I came across this shrub in someone’s garden:
I stopped to take a picture of it because I was struck by how determined
Nature is. I mean, whatever this plant is, it had clearly—literally—been pruned
back to the bone. And yet, here it is, furiously sprouting leaves and new
growth.
We should really think twice about messing with Nature.
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