Tuesday, September 11, 2018

rooting and waiting

Why is it I wonder that when I hear the word rooting I think of pigs?


Because the rooting of various plants can be such a fine activity to engage oneself.
I had a flourishing deep purple African Violet that I decided to divide back in the spring, and while I was at it the delight of rooting the leaves seemed appealing too. Now this is no quick form of gratification. Only those who can wait and wait and wait will gain the total joy of seeing those little leaves emerge from the rich soil and feel those little buttlerflies of happiness inside. Maybe it is because of my age, and experience has certainly had its imprint, but I have discovered that those things that we must wait for possess such an essence of very sustainable happiness. 

Which reminds of what the prophet Isaiah said,
But they  that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Isaiah 40:31

3 comments:

Karen @ Pieces of Contentment said...

My mother has grown and propagated African Violets for as long as I can remember. They are fascinating plants.

GretchenJoanna said...

The link to your blog from mine is working now - yay!

The violets that I divided are still alive, so perhaps I will have the courage to try propagating some new plants as well. Is it possible to do at any time of year, if done indoors or in a greenhouse?

Cathy said...

Gretchen-Joanna,
I do not know. This was my first time and it has been a successful new adventure. I might try doing it this winter and see.

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