Found a place with more diverse species of Central Texas plants than I'd seen in one spot, but my hiking buddy made me swear not to tell where we were.
There was no one -- no one at all -- around, and the only sounds I'd heard were the wind soughing through the grass, the infinitely varied and beautiful music of tiny waterfalls, and scissortails teasing us with a Charles-Ives-esque collage of birdy sound-textures.
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Passionflowers and scissortails! I'm just green with subtropical envy!
how beautiful. I've never seen a passionflower with that coloration. Years ago a dear friend had an apartment whose porch was covered with passionflower vines, which bore little yellow fruit that the opposums ate. They lived in the corner of the porch, under the vine, and darted around mostly in the evening.
Oh, I love passion flowers. And stomped on many a maypop with my cousins, long ago in south Georgia.
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