Rescue

"Hope springs eternal..." ~ Alexander Pope

Among the neglected pots in the corner of my covered porch, I saw a little ray of hope.  Against all odds, far from any water source, I discovered this:

 

Fearing life was hanging by a thread, though mysteriously hardy, I quickly came to the rescue with water, almost overwhelming the little flowers in the process.  

I couldn't help but ponder if Anyone observing us might consider a similar rescue.  Would we welcome it?  Or would we be overwhelmed?  And how long could we really survive without it?