The wisteria vine was part of May's garden makeover. It's already at the top of the porch column and started on its horizonal journey. Yesterday I noticed that one slim tendril had snagged the cornermost Tibetan prayer flag by a couple of threads. By this morning, the flag had been captured completely; I couldn't extricate it without cutting either the fabric or the plant. We've unleashed a monster, I fear. But it's fascinating to watch; you can almost literally SEE it growing.