The Jungle

It feels like the world grew in around Vermont while I was gone.  The weeds and vines and tall grasses have taken over, crowding the paths and surrounding my house. Two weeks away and I hardly recognize my own neighborhood.

I’m not sure whether it really has become more jungle-like, or whether the stark and barren landscape of Iceland infected my brain and made me forget what my familiar landscape really looks like.

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3 Responses to The Jungle

  1. Deb says:

    No. Its become a jungle. I haven’t even attacked the garden now that we are home….it frightens me.

  2. Steve says:

    Happens every summer around this time.

  3. Greg says:

    I’m no expert on brain “infections” but despite the somewhat dry conditions until recently, stuff has been growing like crazy. I don’t think it’s your imagination, Jane.

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