Somewhere a small seed found a place to start under my porch. There was not much sunshine in this area and a lot of water from the roof overflow. Somehow it germinated and against all odds made its way via a vine stalk up through a 3/8 inch crack in the porch boards. Then it sprouted leaves and began growing in the short as it was Vermont growing season. Before the fall frost hit it , with its leaves tattered and ripped, created a seed pod. The pod was in the open not trapped under the porch. A parent with a tough start had delivered its child to a better world.
Little Plant, Vine, I salute you.