On being knocked down...

During the last week the tail end of Hurricane Katia came blowing through town. When it had passed our two meter tall as-yet-to-flower sunflower had been bent in half. This was a mildly traumatic event in that this plant had come to signify our renewed optimism in life. So for it to be snapped in half seemed an ill omen. On a sunny morning after the trauma, I went into the garden and snapped the top end off, took it into the house, made a clean new cut to the stalk and placed it in a full vase of water. The first two days were not good the head was drooped and dying. Visitors to my home sucked air through their teeth in the manner of mechanics etc when looking over a lost cause. Then, this morning the unopened flower head had grown and was lifting its' face to the sun! This is my uplifting omen. Where there is life, there is hope, it just needs patience and care.