There may be some purple prose, for which I will absolutely not apologize for.
Several years ago a wonderful teenager came into our lives at the Arboretum, volunteering on Saturdays with me.
In the few years of volunteering she formed bonds with other high schoolers from completely different schools and it has been amazing to watch their friendships form and grow.
This past spring she spoke at our fundraiser, ART in the Garden. I will quote her here:
I was supposed to write about pollinator gardens, but Hurricane Isaias changed that.
. . . but did it really? Bear with me as I meander and perhaps stretch a metaphor to its breaking point.
"You could not remove a single grain of sand from its place without thereby ... changing something throughout all parts of the immeasurable whole."