As a yoga teacher, I feel duty bound to come up with something very profound to accompany this picture, taken at my allotment. The plant on the left is a tap-rooted thistle; the one on the right is a puny parsnip. They were pulled out from the same patch of soil on the allotment where they had been growing side by side.
It is a source of great
frustration that the weed, which I don't want, has found its way downwards
unimpeded by stones, while the parsnip, which I do want, has become stunted and deformed because it couldn't grow round a pebble.
OK, here's a bit of
tongue-in-cheek philosophy for you: are you like the plant that keeps going straight
and true whatever life throws at you; or are you like the one that
gives up at the first sign of trouble?