It was a nondescript warm and somewhat hazy late afternoon along Piney Woods Church Road today. I found nothing particularly exciting to photograph (apart from a couple of lovely spiders I will save for another post). But this image of vine wrapped with a tendril I find entrancing. There is an Asian watercolor feel to it — a flowing grace of color and form. It is one of a thousand vines along the roadside (probably greenbrier) that I pass every day. And yet it is beautiful.
