Finding Hope
The way 2021 began almost made the horrors of 2020 seem like a piece of cake.
Almost.
Last year, about the this time, we were whammed from nowhere and slapped into lock down without much forewarning. The rest of the year focused on sanitizing and hibernating and avoiding people.
This year started much the same way, with the addition of a blizzard in Texas that sent most of the state into darkness for days. No electricity also meant no water. No water meant plants died.
The situation is enough to make me want to stay in bed with the covers over my head in fear of what’s coming next. There seems to be no hope that things are ever going to get better.
Then I forced myself up and out on this cool, crisp first day of Spring to talk to my plants caught between the cold snap and days without water. Last I checked, most were toast, but I keep hoping.
You know what I found…
The dead twigs of my azaleas are beginning to have sprouts.
And, the Jasmine is blooming!
All is not lost as I thought. There is still hope.
The plants have survived and so will we.
