July 1, 2012
In April, we planted a garden at Wildcliff. Since then, it has grown – and in some cases, OVERgrown (looking at YOU, parsley!) – as the rain and sunshine and earth do their thing.
Blackberry runners & tomatoes
During that time, the broccoli and cauliflower – the plants from the brassica family – looked to be the only things that weren’t doing so well. They were bitten up by something or other, and the tiny cauliflowers starting to grow turned brown and stopped getting bigger.
During that time, we’ve also been waiting for our official 501(c)3 status to come from the IRS; this has been a long time coming, and sometimes it gets frustrating when supporters ask, “How’s things?” to have to reply, “Still waiting.” Our major fundraising to renovate the building is in a holding pattern until that status arrives, and it can start to feel like we’re the brassicas at Wildcliff, leaves turning brown and fruit nipped in the bud.
And then! No, it wasn’t our status, but -
Then! This morning, after nearly a week’s absence, I went to check and GUESS WHO’S GROWN BACK! That’s right – the broccoli and cauliflower have new, beautiful blue-green leaves, and the plant that looked entirely bitten to the quick has sprouted new leaves as well.
Broccoli: it’s a fighter
The brassicas have continued to grow and thrive, even though it looked for a time like they were done for. There are even little cauliflowers starting to show.
And clearing away the old dead leaves from the new growth, I thought: this is the whole reason why we want Wildcliff to become a community resource so badly. This is why JCW is so committed to seeing the project through – because we should all have the opportunity to watch life’s tenacity in action.
We should all be able to witness nature’s amazing processes and model our actions on this beautiful, colorful world. To look at something that we’ve begun, and cared for, and see it grow against all odds, and say, “I can do that, too.”
We may have to wait a little longer for the fruit, but we’re not done growing. Not by a long shot. Never count out the brassicas.