From Emma:

“I had a maiden hair fern that all but died in the laundry, some time in the first few months of living in my new house. When I realised it was on the way out, it had just one tiny hint of a green stalk left.

There was something so vulnerable and sad about this. Even though I have never really had much success with indoor plants (or outdoor ones, for that matter) I started to nurture this one.

I moved it into the bathroom instead and every morning and night, I pick it up off the window ledge and take a close look at it. Over a few weeks, signs of life re-emerged. Tiny green stalks started growing out of the brown clump of dead stuff in the middle. It had found the will to live.”

This post could go in several directions now. We could talk about finding strength during adversity. We could talk about never giving up hope. Or we could talk about simplicity and the power of a pause at each end of the day.

We call this ‘bookending’. It’s about finding little anchor points...