All Things Come To Those Who Wait - A Gardening Snippet

Sixteen years ago I planted two yellow Mexican birds of paradise, anchoring a corner of the front yard.  Their cousins, the reddish ones, have thrived over the years.

I transplanted one to a shadier spot a few years ago, on the theory of the right plant in the right place.  It died.

So imagine my surprise when I went to pick up the Sunday paper and saw this.

My patience with the scrawny bush has been rewarded.  It's finally joining the yellow season.