No, this isn't someone's garden, it is the street! Last fall when pumpkin smashing was sport for a few local teens, some seeds must have lodged between the street and the curb. This one survived rain, snow, ice, countless encounters with the snowplow and road salt, and finally the warmth of June produced this proof that persistance pays. When I walked by the other morning it was in bloom looking lovely. I had to get to work, and didn't have time to go home for the camera. I went back later after the blossom had folded, but took a photo anyway.