Frustration and delight

Any honest gardener will admit to the plants that died, the seeds that didn't sprout, the plans that fell through. So why do they bother? Because every time a bud unfurls, or a snowdrop pushes up through last year's dead leaves, or a new azalea blooms for the first time, all the chores and failures fade away and a sense of delight grows in their place.


Any honest gardener will admit to beginning again and again. The dying plant is replaced with something else. The not-right plan is scrapped and a new one tried. Seeds are planted in new places, new soil, new patterns of sun and shade. People who fall in love with plants are constantly starting over. And they are always rewarded.



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