where there's a will, there's a way.

I'm striving to achieve the same persistence as this lovely rhodedendron, who decided that the sun was sunnier, the skies more blue, the grass much greener on the other side of the fence. The branch found its way there, some how, some way ... discovering that slim opening between the rigid confines and easing its way through. It wasn't an easy task, but it was accomplished.

And now that branch blooms. And so will I.