So, I’ve had this little pot of bamboo for four and a half years. It was a wedding favor at my sister’s brother-in-law’s wedding in August 2005. Ever since, it lived in my bathroom. Three stems died, but one of them hung in there and made the move with us last November.
It didn’t seem to like the new bathroom, though, probably because there was no natural light. And one by one, its leaves turned yellow. Even when I moved it to the hallway … yellow, but I couldn’t quite bring myself to throw it away.
Then, this morning, Mom pointed out the single, green leaf sprouting from the top.
There’s hope yet.
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