Ready For Some Spring Humor
The days are longer and the weather is getting warmer. It’s time to peel off the winter layers, and reach for the warmth of the sun. Oh, the joys of hanging around doing nothing more than basking in the hot sun. Life doesn’t get much better than that – until some gardener gets out his clippers and chops you off at the knees. Then your sun loving days are over and you are stuck in a vase of cold water and placed indoors and out of the sun forever. Life is tough out in the garden.
I have cut down a flower or two and I have even been known to yank weeds right up by the roots. Now I am not a violent person by nature, but out in the garden it seems perfectly natural to chop, cut, drown, and bury things on a regular basis. Chain saws, axes, shovels, weed whackers and power mowers are all just tools of the trade. With all of this violent activity surrounding yard work, how come gardens are always portrayed as calm, quite places of peace and serenity?
I suppose everything does come down to the cycle of life. Plants in a garden know how to flaunt the beauty of life and take death as simply a part of nature. They are at peace with the whole cycle. Plants don’t get angry, or mad. Flowers don’t hurt, cry or protest. They just grow another flower, dig their roots in harder, and spread their seeds around for all to enjoy. They simply reach for the sun and enjoy the beauty of the moment.
Secrets of the seed
And just think, it all begins with a tiny little seed. How can a seed smaller than an ant become something as colorful and beautiful as a flower? As that tiny speck hides down in the darkness of the dirt, somehow it knows when the sun will be shining above or when it needs to stay put because it is too cold to survive. I’m beginning to think that plants, not humans, must be the true geniuses of the world. Not only must seeds possess a degree in geography, but they also need to know a heck of a lot about science and engineering too.
The secrets of the seed are more complicated than the blueprints of an entire city. Somehow a seed has the knowledge to build an entire plant out of little more than dirt and water. It knows where to find the water and then builds an entire root system to get the water where it needs to be.
A seed has the ability to build an intricate style no architect could ever attempt. A seed even contains the secret to regenerating a broken limb or the ability to grow additional flowers to make up for the ones we cut down in the name of beauty. All of this, plus a better understanding of solar power than our scientists can begin to comprehend. The way I see it, about the only thing that makes us smarter than plants is the fact that plants don’t eat people. Salad anyone?