But some of her acorns had fallen in the wind. Some were cracked and broken, some were too small. All they had needed was a little more time with their Mama Tree. Just a few more weeks, really. Just time, nothing more.
Like for this other Little Guy in my yard... He was given enough time on the Tree. He fell into my flower garden a few years ago, brown and plump, and Life Happened.
He got dirty and muddy. He got cracked and broken up. It rained on him a lot. Sheesh. He had a rough time for a while, just like the rest of us. But then, in all the pain and trouble, after he thought he was dead and buried, really done for, this began to happen: