Some Words on my Blog Title

I did not plagiarize the title of my blog from the 2005 movie of the same name nor does the title insinuate any connection to that movie's subject or theme. Rather it is a phrase I long ago cultivated while working in my garden the previous year to the movie's release, somewhere around 2004. So when the movie appeared I wondered about its subject matter. While my quiet endeavors into gardening by no means match the terrible intensity of that story, it is a phrase that is reflective of much of life's work.

I marvel at life's persistence to take root and form again, even if plucked from the ground, thrown aside onto some mulch pile or pulled from its native habitat to transport its seed and start anew, the latter called "invasive" species. Not their fault I say for their kind was purposely taken by human or bird and wind and most likely carelessly dropped into a new soil and climate. Never deterred, life finds its garden bed, new roots intertwining with established ones, now vying for the same water and nutrients, toiling for existence.

I,also,toil at my garden with no end of plucking of weeds that could dominate what I please to plant. A good deal of our acreage remains Florida wild and thus that uncultivated part is field to vegetation left to fight its own battle for dominance, with no intervention from this constant gardener.

Life requires constant vigilence to know what to weed, what to leave wild. And still, at the end of it all, throw away what you like it will find root somewhere else.