The Woods Across the Field

The woods across the field got up this morning and decided they weren’t going to take it anymore – this greenhouse mess. Already growing faster than anyone expected they could, they doubled in height in the space of ten minutes. They doubled again. And again. I was here, on this side of the field, when the immense shade began. Soon the woods were interfering with volcanic ash. And it wasn’t long before they’d done what they set out to do. They’d reached the sun.