When I first found the spring onion it had been chopped down, almost to the root. The rest of it ended up in a salad and this barely two inch rejected portion was headed for the bin.
A few days earlier I’d received a selection of tiny rubber plant pots, called root cups. I decided I would try to re-grow this broken spring onion. I filled the root cup with water, wedged the spring onion in there, and placed it on my window sill.
Almost two weeks later, it is ten inches tall. Each day I notice how it has grown a little since yesterday, and how it has leaned a little more toward the light. My delicate spring onion.