@bkm Stick toothpicks in it, set it in a glass of water, let it root and plant it. They make nice trees.
FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. -Fidele,Shakespeare-