The story of our sexy sago palm created a lot of buzz. This showy palm, a native of Japan, stretched forth its fruitful fronds for years on our patio. Then, it up and died.

Well, almost!

What happened: Late last year, I was hoping to report to you the second flowering of our backyard bombshell, but the palm failed to launch another season. Here’s what I said back then:

Early fall each year, the sago palm bush on our patio has burst forth with fresh foliage. This year our sago palm developed scale on the bulb and fronds, requiring Neem oil spray treatments. I wrote about the disappointment on a blog post last October.

So, we held our breath this year, hoping the palm would revive and develop a bulb.

Hallelujah!

With the approach of spring this year, we saw a tiny bulb develop in the middle, a sign of life. I was able to track its steady progress over a period of weeks:

 

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A few days ago, I rediscovered a letter from my Aunt Ruthie Longenecker dated 1971. In it she describes her joy over gardening: tasting the fruits of the earth, but also mentioning the labor and setbacks involved.

Change in Seasons

Frances Hodgson Burnett, author of The Secret Garden, tells of the story of Mary Lennox, a neglected and unhappy orphan, who is sent to live with her uncle, Mr. Craven, at a gloomy Yorkshire manor. On the estate, Mary enters a locked garden and becomes determined to explore and revive it. Mary’s outlook is transformed as she and her friend Colin discover the magic of gardening along with the restorative powers of nature.

 

My sago palm, Ruthie’s garden, and Hodgson’s secret garden prove that change is
constant–and cyclical. It strikes me that our lives are much like that, changing,
always changing. As much as we would like good things to stay the same, and bad
things disappear, real life offers both.

 


 

Points to Ponder, Beyond Gardening

β€œNever doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”
― Margaret Mead

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For I am theΒ Lord,Β IΒ changeΒ not; therefore, ye sons of Jacob are not consumed.

— Malachi 3:6Β 


 

Green trees like fret-work
Lattice against the blue sky
Lake-side sentinels
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What’s in your garden?

What changes have you had to adapt to these days?

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