Sunshine on my bamboo makes me happy
I can only grow one thing, er, let me rephrase, I can only not kill one thing: Bamboo.
I don’t let this bother me, because I am not very good at many things, and there are others that do them very well. It’s the blending of our talents that lends some semblance of balance to things.
The bamboo survives as I leave for long trips and neglect it for weeks. Just some fresh water now and then, and we get along just fine.
This morning, the sun was shining nicely in the bathroom window and the bamboo seemed well.