When you're feeling low, instead of letting go, just remember that plant...

Ok, it's ant, not plant. But this reminded me of the song about the ant that moved the rubber tree plant

Check out the pure determination of this weed. The location is concrete for several metres all around, and the bags of compost are unopened. One bag has a tiny hole in it. The bags have been there since last autumn. It's from our patio project at my work, stored near the smoking shed.