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Progress at its Own Pace

Progress at its Own Pace

I have a view of a giant weeping sequoia just outside of my window. It’s a sequoia-as in the famous giant redwood trees of California fame. They’re some of the oldest and certainly tallest living things in the world.

I have a view of a giant weeping sequoia just outside of my window. It’s a sequoia-as in the famous giant redwood trees of California fame. They’re some of the oldest and certainly tallest living things in the world.


The one I see every morning, however, is weeping; so botanically, it’s weirded out and it isn’t that large and I’m near sure I’m older than it too. It happens to be smack dab in the middle of my view of the world every morning too. If you can imagine a front window as a famous painting, this tree would be awkwardly front and center. So at least technically speaking, it should be hard for me to miss.


Which is why it makes me suddenly noticing it all the more strange.


A weeping sequoia for those uninitiated, is a bit of a creature of a tree. It has the signature detail of a conifer (so it’s needle-ly) and as for color, it’s a bit more blue than deep green. The branches on mine look a lot like long leathery arms and they dangle sadly downwards from the main trunk. (Thus the “weeping” in the name.) Taken together, good chunks of it look like what I imagine unwashed wool would be on a mastodon. Or the fur on a snuffleluffaguss.,. (If a tree were an imaginary animal on Sesame Street that is.)


But weeping sequoias aren’t always sad and weeping. Its central leader, the part of the plant say on your Christmas tree where the star (or angel) is often perched, is a horticulture Rebel. When young, it grows upward and onward like any other neighborly tree.


Just a few years later though and the central leader can suddenly turn away from the sky, grow entirely horizontal for a year or three, and then turn again toward the sky. This gives the living thing often a 90 degree elbow as it continues to grow.


Those gardeners who enjoy predictability in their garden (think Starbucks) may not enjoy a weeping sequoia. Alternatively, if a new day brings a brand new world to you (like investing in tech stocks) then this tree may have potential.


So, seeing it everyday but suddenly noticing it I had to ask no one in particular, “When did my weeping sequoia suddenly twirl in an almost complete circle and then split into two leaders going opposite directions?” How did that long and slow progress happen right before my very eyes?


My only explanation is that when I gaze out my window every morning theres a lot more going on than I care to realize.


Perhaps I’m really looking around my tree rather than at it.   Am I possibly just checking the weather? The thought didn’t escape me that I may really be just deciding what to wear and which tasks I’d like to accomplish. (Or which mood I should be in?)


Am I looking but being distracted? Checking cars going by or neighbors walking past? Could I be looking for distractions instead of what is currently present?


So it was a grey and coldish morning when I caught up with fellow gardener Linda at the coffee bar in the nursery. She had brought baked goods with her, like she often does (and which we can’t help but enjoy).


On that particular morning though, she had walked to the nursery. This, after her fight with cancer, and a bad fall and two separately broken hips (a month apart) as well as all the treatments and missed work and insurance worries and healings and frustrations.


We had to stop for the moment in the fast rush of things to realize this bit of progress was a major achievement.


Progress it seems, doesn’t always come proudly and loudly with banners and a marching band like we would want. But rather, I’ve noticed, it sometimes sneaks in under our gaze, unnoticed, and in the quietest of moments. And often it’s agonizingly slow and certainly under-appreciated.


I’ve learned to be more careful. Like my awkward weeping giant sequoia, growth and the steady push towards progress bends toward the light. Sometimes its horizontal, sometimes upward and occasionally it splits both ways. Either way, it will be up to me to pause to notice, and to celebrate those moments more often.


Bio: Jonn Karsseboom dispatches (mostly helpful) gardening advice daily.


  1. Jonn Karsseboom Jonn Karsseboom

    Hi Ginny! In the end, I do like to write. It’s always the long-suffering, painful, word searching process that happens in the middle that sometimes discourages me beyond reason. Then a comment like yours comes around and turns the world into warmth and sunshine. (Thank you for writing.) Garden On!

  2. ginny watts ginny watts

    I love your nursery. I love your programs via email. I love your sense of humor. Also, you have a way with the English language.....was that part of your major. You are always uplifting! Best to Linda.

  3. Caren Duke Caren Duke

    Sounds like Linda should be an inspiration to all of us. I read this after a particular bad day at work. I thought i should be so ashamed of myself because i was sitting here abcessing over such trivial things
    When she’s fighting a tough battle and being so brave about it. I wish i knew her. Bravo Linda!

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