This spring, my husband and I had the entry way of our home re-landscaped. Among the many changes we made was the removal of 5 overgrown bushes, and the installation of a variety of cute little flowering plants in that space. I was very pleased with the results – until a family of rabbits decided to use the new foliage as their personal vegetable garden, and chewed many of the plants down to their nubs. Aaarrrggggg!
My husband did eventually install a rabbit-proof fence around the landscaping, but by then significant damage was done. I was disappointed. Brand-new landscaping, and I didn’t even get a chance to enjoy it. I wrote the nubbed plants off as dead; in my mind there was no way they would be able to recover from such extensive trauma. Gggggrrrrr…
Surprisingly, as the spring and summer passed, slowly, s-l-o-w-l-y, the mangled plants began to grow once again. They were scrappy, but they *were* growing. Hmm.
Well. As I was cooking dinner this evening, I glanced out the kitchen window, and noticed tiny little purple spots on the once-nubbed plants. Oh no, what now? Some sort of insect or pest infestation? These plants have had such a tough go; come on already!
I went outside to investigate. I saw some of the plants had small, round, hard growths on the end of their stems. Uh oh. Fungus? Infection? Some sort of mildew?
I looked closer; and saw that some of the plants had tiny little buds instead of small hard growths.
Then, one plant showed me the full story:
These ravaged, beat-down plants not only survived, but thrived; and produced lovely purple flowers – new life – at precisely the time of year when so many living things are coming to the end of their existence.
And I thought the plants didn’t have a chance – ha! Looks like I get to try and see the strength in those things that might appear to be weak; some are much more resilient than I give them credit for.