A July morning jungle

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.


Waiting for a bus to come, or a train to go, or the snow to snow, or waiting around for a yes or a no…

Everyone is just waiting…

But that’s not for you! You’ll go on to where boom bands are playing.