The pass flora incarnate, passion flower, in all its exotic beauty, serves as the host plant to the beautiful orange Gulf and Variegated Fritillary butterflies who lay their eggs on the vine. The hatched caterpillars exfoliate the host, spin their cocoons on the plant and the cycle continues. Fortunately, the passion is prolific and returns with, well… passion.
On Thursday we added a Passion Flower to our garden – my favorite among plants. She has submitted to countless photos, a Six-Word Saturday and now, this. Tonight we are writing Haibuns over at dVerse and Bjorn challenges us to write about the theme of Sport. Please join us!
Tightly coiled sinews, muscles grumbling, demanding the tap, turned to almost skin-reddening hot, loosens, cajoles, body-sighing curative from a knotted night, giving way to those oldest of friends; Leotard, Mat, Jungle Music; growlingly good salute to the sun that warms to a warrior reaching for that wrung just above my highest leaf, tendril-finger pointing trellis ward, buds opening to the dazzle of the sun, drinking rain, embracing another day of peace. Namaste.