I was finishing packing up this morning when I saw this in a potted plant of mine on my balcony:
It's a volunteer tomato plant! Only true gardeners get them. What makes this one so interesting is that a) this plant was a gift, b) this plant was an indoor only plant until it got ants when I was in the hospital and thus moved outside, c) because it was a houseplant, it was never near any tomatoes and d) the palm in the pot was nearly dead until it started coming back to life.
Gardening imitating life I suppose.
So as I close the book on one chapter of my life and begin another, I can't help but be excited for the prospect of gardening again. I think the universe is telling me I'm ready.
