You told me this would happen. (Peggy Joan, Eliza, Robyn)

I wrote a post on how much I loved my cute, little creeping fig climbing up the carport wall.( Look at it now)

You warned me that it would get sneaky and slither everywhere.

I looked away for a moment. (Okay, maybe a couple months.)

I looked back and poor little Moss had fig on his face.

I guess it will cover little Lily next.

Then make its way around the truck tires.

You tried to warn me that this cute, little vine was a creeper.

The heart wants what the heart wants. Even if it is bad for the statuary. (My bad.)

Creeping fig. Another ivy, only cuter.

Sigh!

Flow