My mom has collected rocks with holes on the surface for as long as I can remember. While weeding her garden, I spotted this tiny sedum growing in one of the smallest of holes. How does it survive? It reminds me of how fragile our own lives are at this time. We too are holding on for dear life as we struggle during our stay at home orders. Like this little guy, we sink our roots as deep as possible and hang on.
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