Overgrown Garden

Something about this place—perhaps the trellises that still hold steady, perhaps the novelty of bright flowers—suggests love. But it is an old and mostly forgotten love, long since choked by vines that outgrew their bounds. There are places where the sweetness of the flowers has become cloying, even choking, and where plants have started to kill one another in bids for light and water, marring the vivid greens with layers of dead brown. If observers squint hard, they might be able to see the careful patterns that defined this garden, but for the most part the plants have returned to the wild from whence they were originally tamed, and in the process they have welcomed back all the creatures that the gardeners so carefully drove out.