My one surviving broccoli plant
finally put forth a head
from its tattered, bug-eaten leaves —
a dry, tiny thing, mostly yellow.
So I see it’s been starved for water
despite hosings, and despite
torrential downpours every other day.
I can’t slake such a thirst!
Poor thing, it’s struggled on
gamely, with great perseverance.
But it’s doomed. I have decided
not to repeat this failed experiment.
(I mean, you couldn’t even
eat the damn thing.)
“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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love this, thank you for the smile. From someone who is NOT a broccoli fan! peace...
ReplyDeleteFrom someone who is not a gardener - thank YOU!
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