"Bloom Where You Are Planted"

Not sure who I am quoting here but I've been thinking about this for a while now. Personally I do not have a green thumb, so that leaves me questioning the actual probability of a saying like this. I have moved so many times in the last twelve years it borders on the ridiculous. Eight to be exact. It makes me wonder if blooming is even possible, especially for someone like me who isn't exactly a spring chicken. How can something bloom that has been uprooted so may times? But, I can't help believe there is a truth to it somehow. This past week has been a challenge with learning from my creative business course, trying my hand at painting again, and seemingly going nowhere with either. After a sorry attempt at painting my own art onto canvas for my bags, I went back to what I knew. And look what popped up. Or "bloomed" if you like. Not sure what this proves, if anything, but even though its fall here, I'll take the strange blooming process of things. Even if it is only a single bloom. For now... :)