A Moving Miracle
This is so strange. I have this ficus plant I’ve raised from a sprig . . .
had it for over twenty-five years and days of torturing and twisting when it
was young. (There is a name for this plant twisting I can’t remember.) I guess
it sounds crazy but I really love this plant . . . had it for such a long time,
an everyday companion tenderly cared for. So when we were shipping our
stuff from Seattle I trimmed off the largest branches and packed it in a box
with bubble wrap and gave it a last shot of water and a short prayer. I assumed
it would die but thought I would give it a fighting chance. It had survived
some hard times before, but nothing like what was coming up. I decided if it
died I would cut it up and make a sculpture out of the twisted bottom. To my
total amazement when I opened the box here in Sweden it was in about the same
condition as when I packed it! This after ten weeks at sea in a totally dark
and cold container, through the Panama canal and out into the Atlantic which
had to be near freezing a lot of the time – early March when in left.
It is now happy at thriving and putting out new leaves.
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