I want to share an interesting experience with you....
On my boyfriend's birthday I went to his grave and placed a long stemmed red rose on the ground. The rose was only opened about a third of the way, a really nice early bloom. A few days later the rose was turned 90 degrees. I moved it back. Without water the bloom was starting to shrivel up, but the very center of it looked ok so I figured I would leave it until the flower was all dried up.
Five days later I went back to break the stem in two. The five inches of stem attached to the wilted bloom I stuck into the ground so the rose would not blow away in the hurricane coming the next day. I knew the wind would be bad. Two days after the hurricane had passed I went back to the cemetery, prepared to take the beat up flower and throw it away, if it was still even there with the high winds that had passed through the area.
What I saw was amazing. Not only was the rose still there, but it had opened up more and looked as fresh as if I had just bought it from the florist. I know red roses are fragile, and after a week and a half I had a hard time believing that a wilted rose without water for so many days could absorb enough from the soil to look as beautiful as it did at that moment, not to mention surviving a bad storm that took down massive trees in the same cemetery.
Something tells me that LOVE is involved in this mystery.....