It’s a Jungle Out There

This is what I see as I leave the house in the morning:

A veritable jungle at my doorstep. The spring rains have encouraged the greenery to grow lusher and lusher, until I’m obliged to hack my way through the brush every time I want to leave the house. Well done, Mother Nature – ’tis a shrubbery that would make the Knights of Ni drool.

It wasn’t always like this. When I moved in eight months ago, the yard was a mass of rubble. I can’t think of one time a lawn mower has been seen ’round these here parts. If I didn’t know better, I’d think this front yard had been growing wild all this time. I’d also think that I kind of like it. The beginnings of a secret garden in front of my very own apartment building.

Make a wish.


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Kao says:

    I like it 🙂 The spruce up.
    And I always prefer lawns without tidiness. Quite wild = preferred, please.

    1. ieatmypigeon says:

      I find it strangely comforting, too, even if I have to duck underneath branches.

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