There's one in every crowd. The one that marches to a different drummer. The one who leads off in a different direction.
The one who reaches out when all the others bunch together and reach up. When most of the group is producing long, green squash babies, the individualist is making its own decision......
...and making its babies round.
What is this plant, and how did it sneak past my fence?!!
Labels: garden, Random Thoughts