It’s the Little Things

 


Sometimes, amongst all the noise and busyness, we just need a moment. Five minutes to breathe, put our anxieties to one side and appreciate the gift of an instant in time. There are occasions when something catches our eye and actually forces us to take that moment. 

In my case a cactus that flowers in May every year invariably has such an effect. I believe it’s a Rebutia originating from the Andes, although this specimen has been living very happily in my utility room for twenty five years. With the aid of thick gardening gloves, it has been repotted only three times and appears to thrive on neglect.

I received it as a gift and, winding back the clock to quarter of a century ago, would never then have envisaged that this small, prickly succulent would bear flowers, let alone still be on my window ledge in retirement.

It can be the little things in life that make a difference.



Comments

Treaders said…
Sometimes it takes a huge effort to just stop and "smell the roses" (or appreciate the cactus in your case) doesn't it!
Caree Risover said…
Why do we make stopping so difficult?
Jennyff said…
Thank goodness we are able to appreciate the little things. I get more pleasure rescuing an ailing plant from the bargain bucket than I’d ever get from spending hundreds on magnificent garden specimens.
Caree Risover said…
I think that’s why my house is overflowing with Spider Plants; one measly specimen bought for 15p that, after some much needed TLC, can’t stop producing spidelets.