We've truly reached the dog days of summer here in Austin. The temperature hovers right around 99 degrees, sometimes a few degrees hotter, but never less, it seems. (Yes, this is a mild summer for us.) The plants I planted in containers on my patio have all but given up and I'm starting to wonder if I should just let them die, rather than prolonging their agony.
But just now, I went out to check on some plants we planted in the ground before our trip to Europe and I found THIS. Two of them. Sego palms, grown from the seeds we removed from a very large Sego when we trimmed it up, and then planted, with absolutely no hope that they would take root and grow.
Sometimes life happens in the most inhospitable of circumstances. I'm so grateful. It seems like a message from the Universe that we can grow and thrive here, too.