Everywhere I look I am reminded of the cycle of life. I especially see it in my garden, because that cycle is so abbreviated. I also see the struggle and fortitude of the living things around me; plants as well as animals. Last spring I took my loppers and chopped away at a neglected hedge that had sent long stems out to intertwine with each other. In my effort to reshape the hedge, my vigorous chopping resulted in neatly rounded sticks where vegetation once grew. Sid thought I had killed the hedge, but I had faith in the survival instincts that living things rely on when met with a formidable challenge. That was 3 months ago and it makes me smile when I see how vigorous this hedge is growing, sending out vines of flowers to lure bees and hummingbirds. I wish I had taken a picture of that slumbering hedge as it prepared to reawaken with vigor for life.