Climbing vine, winter in Dixon, here in the Rio Embudo Valley, New Mexico. Unravelling as it climbs up and takes hold of a structure or of itself. I thought it had a look of Celtic knot work. Thanks for looking. G
I love it! In the wild, vines grow as they will. They aren’t forced or trained by the hand of the gardener. Free to tangle and ramble, they teach us how to grow exuberantly in the ground where we’ve taken root. Thank you, Geraint, for sharing the beauty of your desert and mountains and all the little details that folks often miss in the rush to get from here to there.
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Absolutely lovely!
Thank you CC
I love it! In the wild, vines grow as they will. They aren’t forced or trained by the hand of the gardener. Free to tangle and ramble, they teach us how to grow exuberantly in the ground where we’ve taken root. Thank you, Geraint, for sharing the beauty of your desert and mountains and all the little details that folks often miss in the rush to get from here to there.
Wonderful observations CC. Thank you you for sharing them with me. I’ll see you in May. G