They learn to live among one another as much as they may be competing for the same turf.
Some may win - some may lose. However; all their families, their species and offspring live on and on.
They strive, flourish and some may go to all extremes to reproduce - somehow they find and love life.
Most will endure all the ill-willed beings, pests and diseases, only to become as productive, beautiful and prolific as can be - they love life in spite of all else. Self and family come first, politely among all the others.
Bounded to earth by root and immobile, most create naturally balanced defenses, while also being social members of their given landscape. Some, overwhelmed by certain adversaries, may create painful or toxic protections, when due - justifiable.
Whether we place these friends of nature in the perfect location on our property or if we observe and experience them in the wild...
...They want to live, strive, reproduce, continue the story...in all its glory.
I dare say plants are predictable, as much as I may claim or deny knowing much of any of this. Yet, I must say they are among our best friends.
Nonetheless, plants don't speak. (They do communicate chemically, though. You'd be surprised.) They'd all probably die in remorse if they realized how we, those who can speak, truly don't, not much, sincerely or with heart and conviction, with no political or false pretenses. They would be less fearful.
Stand your ground, support your family and those in your garden, but do listen to those voices in the breeze.
But, never abandon the garden you cultivated, enjoy and cherish, unless you are willing to lose that that part of earth, which is you.
Copyright © Doug Ingbretsen 2020
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