Adaptability
This spurge whose delicate flowers erupt in tiny floresence from the stem of the parallel leaves covers ground where ground needs covering.  It is named in a dismissive manner because most would rather dismiss it.  But up close it is quite a sight to behold.  This one is spitting out flowerettes almost faster than I can photograph them.  It doesn't have the purple coloration that other varieties in the region have.  It covers abandoned lawns, a single shoot putting out a large radial plant.  It fits where there is space.  This is a rule of nature.  

We are are more conscious (or at least try to pretend to be) over here in civilization.  The conscious effort of so much rational thought.  Organized, somehow.  It is not the rules of nature over here.  These are different rules.  We like to naturalize them, but they are different.  We have the opportunity to reflect.  We think.  There is a world of difference between the following of impulses and the deliberative approach.  We presume a deliberation.  We like to think so.  That somewhere, someone is paying attention, enough attention.  We like to think so.  We reflect upon ourselves sometimes -- perhaps from faulty premises, but the effort ought to be appreciated -- and consider and deliberate.  This spurge seized the day in the mottled jungle of tropical coastal plants, it will live on.