Incoming

This window has not been opened in years.
And yet here you see English ivy growing across the sill, reaching into my room.
Some things just want in.
And sometimes they succeed in getting in, only to be cut back, cut off, and forgotten.
Which is what's about to happen to this opportunistic ivy.
(I love it; it grows all around and on my house. But on the outside only.)
But consider: This is pretty impressive for someone with as black a pirate thumb as mine.
I wonder what this nosy ivy wanted?
I don't suppose we'll ever know.
We can only admire its stubborn persistence while, if so inclined, we ponder its sure fate.
And that is all for now.
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Happy Monday


Reader Comments (6)
The things we do ponder! You're a funny girl. I have really missed you though.
xoxo
One thing I know for sure. It doesn't want to be cut off.
Just tuck it back outside.
@Sally ... missed you too girl. xoxo
@Judy ... perhaps you're right. xoxo
It's good to see you again!
That is one confused ivy!!
I find that intrusion a little scary...
@Mari ... confused is right. I shall un-confuse it immediately, as in: You Belong Outside. Now Shoo. xoxo
@Barb ... I agree; I think it's creepy too. xoxo