I just let it grow.

Somewhere along the way, my backyard decided it wanted to become a jungle. I didn’t plant half of this. I barely touched it. Yet here it is — thriving, climbing, stretching wherever it wants to go. While others struggled with their crops this year, mine quietly got on with it. Maybe the secret really is leaving things alone. Come winter, it will all disappear. And when spring returns, the jungle will rise again — on its own terms. 🌿