Meet Sprout...
For her birthday, I gave my de-lovely friend Amy a tiny can of impatience. I mean Impatiens. It's a little novelty item...seeds in a can. Insta-flower. I-need-a-flower-right-now! Get-me-some-blossoming-love-RIGHT NOW! It's that kind of a can-o-flowers. And now, to my delight, Amy is sending my progress photos of Sprout, the flower-in-the-making. I love this shot of him, wobbling delicately, bravely out into the air, against the big city buildings in the background. Go Sprout, grow!
I also love this bit from the Wikipedia entry on Impatiens:
"These plants derive their scientific name Impatiens (Latin for "impatient") and the common name "touch-me-not" in
reference to their seed capsules. When the capsules mature, they "explode" when touched, sending seeds several
meters away. This mechanism is also known as "explosive dehiscence"; see also rapid plant movement."
That's a lot of seriously explosive movement power in such a little plant--so much couched energy, waiting to spring. Perhaps that's a bit like me today. I could do a lot of stuff...if I just get going. Get going! Go, Jenny, grow! Never underestimate the power of Impatiens. And maybe some well-timed impatience has it's place in the world, too.
Go forth, Little Sprout! May your big city adventure be tall and wide and rich and lovely and busy and quiet and full of sparkling splendor. May you help us breathe a little easier and spring a little springier.
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