There it is in its full glory.
It is full of two things: ripening vegetable plants, and mistakes. But Thomas Jefferson said something like “I am an old man but a young gardener,” so one mustn’t be derailed just because one put the tomato plants too close together.
It is very amusing to sit at the window in the evening and watch the bunnies hop in slow laps around the fence, wishing.
Here’s a closeup. See those tendrils? It can sense the nearby carrots. Just on the other side of the stones there. If those tendrils reach the soil, it will lay waste to the entire garden, turning it into a giant bed of mint.
Then it will start on my house.
(Anybody read “The Ruins“?)
Did I mention the tomatos are too close together?