How delightful and surprising!
So I pulled on it.
And pulled, and pulled, and pulled.
It had a long root and an even longer stem, which supported its tiny leaves, and--at the bottom--I could see that it had hatched from one of my beloved doves' seeds.
This little guy has triumphed over so much inconvenience--hot water, toothpaste, soap suds, mouthwash, fluoride treatment, and even bleach (when I cleaned the bathroom the other day).
How could I let his inconvenient placement stop all that which he has overcome and achieved?
So I re-potted him.
And I put the tiny pot proudly on my windowsill.
We'll see what he grows into!
