D.O.P.-T.

An ailanthus seedling has been quietly growing for the past few years in a secluded corner where two high garden fences meet at the street. Every time the landlord works on one house, he has it chopped. Late last year it was chopped down to ground level. It's back, bubbling up in a great mass of leaves, hiding behind where one fence overlaps the other and peeking around the corner and over the top.