Have you ever done something small and then watch it grow into something worthwhile?
Last year's hot weather was too much for the sedum I've had in the backyard for more than 20 years. I enjoyed the way it mounded in the summer, then bloomed in September when many of our flowers have given up in the heat. I believe it was because I didn't water the backyard.
I mentioned losing it to my stepfather. He told me the ones in the front yard of his last house had died, too. He had flower beds full of them there. Mother and he had married at the house of his late wife's sister. She had some of the sedum in her wonderfully landscaped backyard. When I asked him if she might give me some cuttings, he wasn't sure if hers had survived. Then he told me that he had been mowing over some at his aunt's place.
My next trip, he had found 5 plants that had survived the mowing. He was astounded at how fast they'd grown. Two were close to blooming. I'm really happy to have more of the plant. I'd had the other two for so long that I can't remember where they came from originally.
My last visit my stepfather had found two more plants. He'd planted them and was proud that they were in full bloom already. After 5 months of mowing over these plants, he's enjoying what they have to offer. In the one man's trash is another man's treasure example, something formerly deemed insignificant made both my stepfather and me happy.