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I was cleaning fallen leaves on my porch, and I realized my Ivy plant had started climbing the walls of my house. It was growing not only on the walls but also on my French window at the entrance. The roots of Ivy had attached themselves to the wooden painted border of the French windows to get the required support to climb up. It looked beautiful outside; however, I didn’t want to block the indoor light peering from the glass with leaves. Also, as the weather was changing, it was time to move this Ivy plant inside the house. The fall season has started, and the temperature is dipping. I didn’t want my plant to freeze and get frosted at night.
To move this Ivy plant, I had to detach the growing wine from windows and on the walls of my house. I gently pulled the increasing stems from the window. I noticed small roots that were clamping the walls. I went ahead and pulled the branch gently. It wasn’t a difficult task. Someone has rightly said that detachment is easier and quicker than developing love and patience for each other. After I removed the stems, I noticed some marks on the French window. I tried to clean them, but they didn’t come out. The paint on the door got chipped when I removed the Ivy. I was sad to see that. Now, my beautiful French window will always bear some scars. Also, without Ivy wine on it, it looked empty. Looking at…