A weed came up volunteer, as weeds are wont to do, near our front entry. I, butcher that I am, wanted to pull it when it was a mere four inches tall. BBBH, on the other hand, saw its potential. She insisted I leave it alone. In a very short time, well, here you see the result as Beautiful poses with her creature.
I have insisted that it shall be cut down before it goes to seed, for we are in an agricultural community, and I wish to remain here. She has forestalled me for a couple of weeks now, but today she finally agreed that it should go. It is not long for this spot.
Yes, there is an ornamental plum tree behind the weed, but it is pretty much obscured.