If watching grass grow is just a bit too slow-paced for your frisky, modern tastes, try watching passionfruit in action – they're way faster. I've blogged about my little project of covering an ugly brick wall with a passionfruit vine here, back in late November, when I planted the seedling. I called that post 'Love Me Tendril' and would you believe I was again humming that silky soft Elvis Presley tune, 'Love Me Tender', when I was taking the snaps for this blog posting this morning? I think the modern term for such a tune is an 'ear worm', a horrible name for something quite benign. I love me tendrils.
|The wires are stout and mostly set out horizontally. Masonry|
wall bolts with eyelet rings hold everything firmly in place.
|There are diagonal wires crossing through the middle of the|
framework to provide a good infill of lush green wall-cover.
|The top corners of the framework are a jostle|
of wires passing through the wall bolts' rings.
Don't think that's the last of the passionfruit postings here, either folks. I'll be out of control once I get a macro lens on those amazing passionfruit flowers, and I am fairly convinced that I have native bees, including blue banded bees, living in the many gaps in that huge brick wall, as I see them in my garden regularly now. So that's my holy grail photo: blue banded bee on a passionfruit flower.
In the meantime my job is to keep on training the arms of this admirable plant, trimming off the wayward explorers trying to head next door, and keep an eye out for the first flower buds. Can't wait!