When I first was given this plant, I didn't understand why it was called a "Purple Shamrock." Shamrocks are clovers with three parts. This plant wasn't a clover but it did have three parts. They weren't rounded but rather pointed. I think of it as three triangles.
Although this picture shows flowers, my plant didn't have anything. I didn't know what to think of a purple shamrock. Anyway, the thing died. The leaves would hang down very low. Eventually, the leaves would shrivel up. Next time I looked at it, the stems were thread-thin. When you touched the stem, it fell off in your hand. But I was too busy to throw it out, besides where. It was winter with a snow-covered ground. I put out on my deck and forgot about it.
In the spring I was going to see if I could reuse the soil and pot, but by the time I got around to it, a miracle had happened. It resurrected itself. Yes and more beautiful than ever. I couldn't throw away such a miraculous plant!
I brought it back into the house and put it in my garden window. It was so big it blocked a lot of the light! Better! Eventually it bloomed pretty white flowers.
And I thought the plant was a loser! Reminds me of “what good comes out of Nazareth” (John 1: 43-46.
