Surviving is hard
Each knock takes a chunk of you
Ravages of time
Ba TT ered
We all get battered and bruised by life’s trials, but like this flower, most of us just keep going.
We might be missing a few bits and pieces, often parts that cannot be seen, but never-the-less, we carry on as best we can.
I found these cheerful flowers growing in my front lawn the other day. I have not planted any and there are none elsewhere in my garden, or in my immediate neighbours’. They are quite small and are growing in the weeds that pass for my lawn in winter.
They are Cape Daisies, ursinia speciosa, and are native to southern Africa.
The only explanation I can come up with, is that Little Monkey, Mr Spaghetti Legs and I have brought back some seeds on the soles of our feet, after walking in the local common, where these flowers proliferate in the preserved fynbos areas.
However they got here, I’m happy they did.
You can read about fynbos in a previous post.