Bang! The tree trunks clank together making the sound of a vigorous drum, bashing against the bristling thorny vines, while the vine perseveres by penetrating into the strong trees thick brown trunks and longing for someone to help him.

 

The war in my garden has begun…

 

The grass wrestles the elegant sunflower, although don't be fooled. The sunflowers are feisty creatures never afraid to defend their territory, even if it means they need help…The sunflowers' army of bees burn their toxic venom into the grasses stem which left it paralyzed, longing for mercy…

 

As the days go by I'll sit and wait until the war in my garden stops and then we’ll celebrate…