Saturday, October 20, 2012

Small Beginnings

Believe it or not, this three-inch tall plant is actually a cottonwood. It was about eight inches tall when I discovered it growing amongst some weeds in a drain ditch. But I forgot to tell Hubby about it, and he chopped it down with the rotary cutter. He cut it so short I couldn’t even find it for almost six weeks and began to doubt if it had survived. But it’s a fighter, and finally its leaves grew big enough to be recognized. In order to rescue it from John Deere drivers and Angus trampers, I transplanted it to a safer place.
This diminutive tree’s story has little import right now. But it germinated only 300 yards from the Big Tree, so they may very well carry the same DNA! Someday the former may be as big and beautiful as the latter, and we’ll say, “Remember when it was so small we couldn’t find it?”
“Does anyone dare despise this day of small beginnings?”


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