I saw them this morning while out walking the dogs.

The cast offs.

The rejects.

The imperfect plants.

Placed at the curb by the church down the street to languish in the heat and await trash day. All because they failed to live up to some sort of “viability standard” and were deemed “unworthy” of a place in the well manicured garden they tend.

I thought about them all morning.
I went back for them this afternoon.

I bought some potting soil and tomorrow I will dig out some pots. Set them up in a new space away from the curb. Show them they are not trash.

Give them a place in my “misfit garden.”

Cheer them on and wait to see what they will become and what they will do with their second chance.