I will admit that the blooms of Passion vines are outstanding. The complex details make the flower a favorite of photographers.

The leaves are uninteresting, though also complex. But there is one, cute, little feature that gets ignored. The tendrils. I must admit to a tendril fetish.

These little curls reaching out to grab anything for support have my heart. What faith these curls have in growing away from the stem and twirling around in thin air hoping to make contact with anything that will help them fight gravity and climb higher.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we had tendrils waving around finding close-by support. It’s one of the reasons I love vines.

That faith in reaching out.

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