On the top rail of our backyard fence, there is a very small crack where the rail connects to the post. I say it’s a small crack because it’s hardly big enough to slip a business card into. Yet in that otherwise unnoticed crack, there is something happening which gained my attention. Would you believe that coming out of that crack there is the beginning of a confederate jasmine? (Apologies for those who weren’t fortunate enough to have been born in the South. I didn’t name; it someone else did.)