For those who are following the riveting story of the vine that is growing off the back porch there is an important update. The Vine has turned. I went out and looked at the progress, and it’s now wrapped around the hook portion of the stand.
I was really excited – and then I found out that it received a little help from my mother. It would have eventually found the pole but she gave it a gentle shove.
It’s amazing how things in your life can distill down to tiny inconsequential details. In the larger scheme of things the vine finding the pole, and where it will wrap around next is really unimportant. But it’s a tiny little detail that has come to fascinate myself and T-.
The different people on different levels are all engaged in their own story – unaware of the people above and below them. Some are even watching the people in the plaza below unaware that they are in turn being watched.