Naya’s morning got better when Cole arrived. She responded to his greeting with a smile and a silent hello. Shortly thereafter, class began. The first order of business was to clean up the greenhouse mess. Doing something productive also made her feel better about everything. The poor plants had been through so much during the last year.

Naya retrieved a broom and began to sweep up the the spilled dirt and broken pieces of everything. While everyone cleaned, the professor posed a question. Pausing her broom for a moment, the seventh year raised her hand. “A lot of vines are the climbing type. They attach themselves to walls, fences or any kind of stable structure really and grow upward.” And back to her sweeping she went.