Thursday, 20 August 2015

In Celebration Of Weeds.

Maybe we've got it all wrong.

Maybe it's the weeds we need to celebrate ... the feisty, hardcore things that grow and thrive in the most unlikely of places.

In crevices, through edging of sleek paving, underneath doorways, on the side of ragged cliffs.

On top of buildings, sides of buildings ... especially abandoned buildings. Especially the places where nothing is supposed to grow - weeds grow.

And not just grow. THEY THRIVE, with their majestic root systems and hardy stems and leaves reaching towards the sun. You don't see tulips growing through cracks in the sidewalk. You don't see bunches of peonies springing up suddenly on medium strips of a busy highway. It's always the weeds, doing the hardest work, lifting themselves up in places they are not meant to be.

It's the weeds that get ripped out in a moments notice because they're ugly and just not supposed to be there. 

Maybe we've got it all wrong. Maybe we've got a lot of things wrong and need to start looking at the world sideways and inside out.

Imagine watering the weeds. Imagine letting them grow when and where they want. Imagine if they deserved to be here too.

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