Our forest garden, after almost four weeks of continuous rain, looks a bit like a jungle.
Wild flowers, such as lily of the valley are thriving in the permanent shade under the trees, and ferns are coming up in many new spots.
While searching for more photo opportunities, I found this little prisoner below.
One fallen dead leaf hindered the young leaves from unfolding. What’s worse – I took the photo and then walked away, forgetting to rid the plant of its strangler. My mind was deeply preoccupied with interpreting this situation, with too much focus on confinement, instead of freedom.