There is mention of holly in the poem in today's Sweet Wayfaring post which reminded me of the holly that used to be in my garden. It would have been in lovely red berry at this time of year. I loved it.
The problem was the gardener. He got zealous against weed plants (it's got berries) and cut it down. Yes, cut is down without asking! It was goodbye gardener ... actually because I was retrenched and could not afford to keep him on but it was a fortunate coincidence of timing.
Today the stump fights back. There are other holly's in the garden but they are males so don't set fruit. Maybe old lady holly will one day wear beads again.
John 11:25 (New International Version)
Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies."