The tree strip--in this part of Florida they call it a "swale"--is parched; a hot wind raises dust, yet a volunteer vine zooms across a weedy neglected patch in front of a boarded up building.
Will you help me identify the vine. Watermelon?
The growing tip has felt its way to chain link. Do you see the tendrils? I wish it would rain. The vine would grow even more. Can you imagine the chain link covered with green?
"The Dark Opens," my collection of poems (2008) was chosen for the Autumn House Poetry Prize. Other books include: three collections of poetry; a novel, "In Paterson"; a memoir, "Devotion"; and "A Guide to Writers Homes in New England."
All courage and kudos to this volunteer vine, Mim.
ReplyDeleteI wonder it it might be a courgette/zucchini/squash of sorts?
L, C x
It might be, Claire. I'm keeping an eye on it. June is usually the rainy month here, but so far almost no rain. "Drought" officially declared.
ReplyDeleteTender greetings from South Beach . . .
I can't even properly identify things that grow in my own back garden :)
ReplyDeleteBut send good wishes to the vine, which you have brought to my attention.