The 1970 Broadway show titled The Me Nobody Knows was one of the first rock musicals ever produced. Based on an anthology of writings by urban young people, it included this song, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPJ0b6sNOMk titled “The Tree:”
This man I know
Has an apple tree he’s hoping will grow
day after day he waits
and what does he see?
Not one apple on the treeThis man I know
Works all winter
But the tree will not grow
Till late in Spring with still no Fruit to be found
He goes out to cut it downLo and behold
Like a miracle swept in from the sea
Lo and behold
There’s a fog
So thick the man can’t seeTo cut the tree
Next morning he,
All excited he come running to me,
Right there for all to see,
way up on a bough
Small and weak but hanging on somehow
Is a baby apple now.
It’s unlikely, and it takes patience, but this does happen. The picture above is what awaited me when I returned from vacation: out of the withered, wilted remains of what had once been a gorgeous orchid plant…new life!
Summer Blessings,
