
The okra is done. The pumpkin leaves have wilted. Hopefully they have the roots to ripen their fruit. I need to uncover the lettuce and take the bucket hats of the peppers.

The okra is done. The pumpkin leaves have wilted. Hopefully they have the roots to ripen their fruit. I need to uncover the lettuce and take the bucket hats of the peppers.

The lines were drawn and the advancing vines paid no heed.
Sweet potatoes marching on pumpkin. Watermelon winding through to climb abandoned tomato cages.
A butterfly weed returned to hearty trumpets.
The okra is starting to synchronise. We may soon see more than one per plant per harvest.
And a zinnia has shouldered its way through the green beans to feel the sun on its head.
