“WEEDS ARE FLOWERS TOO ONCE YOU GET TO KNOW THEM” A A Milne

No one plants weeds but against all odds they appear everywhere. In un-nurturing places that offer no sustenance and no protection, they thrive in deserts and on barren rock faces. Unlike flowers they are eaten, trampled, sprayed with poison and generally reviled, they are universally unwanted, but a weed is a plant who has mastered every survival skill. They know where to grow, how to disguise themselves, and how not only to subsist but positively flourish in the harshest environments, perhaps they are brainier than flowers.

Pufrey wrote “I learn more from weeds than from roses; resilience springing through the smallest chink of hope in the absolute of concrete”.

Just like weeds people are products of their environments, but to go beyond survival and to positively thrive in hostile surroundings is often nothing more than stubbornness in the face of desolate misfortune.  Marden wrote “Success is not measured by what you have accomplished but by the opposition you have encountered and the courage with which you have maintained the struggle against overwhelming odds”. 

Just as a weed has no pretentions to be a flower accepting ourselves for what we are with no regrets and no apologies shows we possess the strength not to become a victim of circumstance and stony places.  In not attempting to display qualities we do not possess and in not accepting anyone else’s definition of our lives, we define ourselves. 

“Make no mistake the weed will win, nature bats last”.    Robert Pyle.