I am thankful for my fig.
Soon, we will see things growing again outside, but we're not there yet. But we are there with a plant I have inside. I got a small fig plant late last summer from an acquaintance. Even though I was unfamiliar with growing figs, I was excited by the possibilities. I transferred it from the yogurt container it was in into a bigger pot and promptly watched the two leaves it had fall off. I brought it inside for the winter with high hopes even though it looked dead. And I was not disappointed. Last week, seemingly out of nowhere, it showed signs of life with a small shoot and leaf. Wow, what a great surprise to see that tender, new growth.
So as I watch the snow and sleet fall outside, I am thankful for this little fig tree and the hope of things to come.