Even after a second glass of wine, I can’t decide if this seedling sprouting from a discarded cleaning cloth on my potting table is a metaphor for how tough life has been lately, or to never give up, to keep trying no matter the environment.
I think it is a tomato seedling, once again proving that come the nuclear armageddon that we may still have tomatoes to feast upon. Just remember to pack the salt and pepper, and maybe a little olive oil, in your survival pack.
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A signal of hope perhaps?
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Hope so!
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Inspirational, I think.
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I’m going with the never give up trying idea.
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So the survival plan is – never do laundry again, and live off of what grows? lol
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Now that’s a plan Mr. FD would approve. My Dad once worked at a sewage treatment plant and he would grow the tastiest tomatoes from the seeds that passed through the plant. Nothing stops a tomato seed sprouting. Getting actual tomatoes is a whole different thing!
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At our sewage plant there used to be beautiful tomato and watermelon plants … but no one was brave enough to eat them, lol. Now they have goats to do the “gardening.”
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