Plant Tendrils

[Bugz]

NIKON D5200 / ISO-100 / 1/60sec / 105mm Micro / f/3.2

Wild vines at my fence line run out of vertical support at about six feet. These two found each other; both conditioned to attach to anything. Looks like dead end for further vertical climb.

[Tobie]

It reminds e of this song by the Everly Brothers:

Barbara Allen

In Scarlet town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwelling
And every youth cried well away
For her name was Barbara Allen

Twas in the merry month of May
The green buds were a swelling
Sweet William on his deathbed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen

He sent a servant unto her
To the place she was dwelling
Saying you must come to his deathbed now
If your name be Barbara Allen

Slowly slowly she got up
Slowly slowly she came nigh him
And the only words to him she said
Young man I think you’re dying

As she was walking oer the fields
She heard the death bell knelling
And every stroke it seemed to say
Hardhearted Barbara Allen

Oh mother mother make my bed
Make it long and make it narrow
Sweet William died for me today
I’ll die for him tomorrow

They buried her in the old churchyard
They buried him in the choir
And from his grave grew a red red rose
From her grave a green briar

They grew and grew to the steeple top
Till they could grow no higher
And there they twined in a true love’s knot
Red rose around green briar

🙂

[Bugz]

I loved that song too, Tobie. I think I remember it by Burl Ives.

[Tobie]

Ooooooo! And I thought I was giving clues on my age! 😉

[Bugz]

If you think that is ‘revealing’ … let me tell you that my favorite newscaster was Gabriel Heatter! Google that one!

[Tobie]

OK I did, so I know that his surname is spelled with two ‘t’s! 😉 OK, now you’re really demanding respect! You’re obviously from one generation before mine! 🙂

[Tersha]

I remember that song, too. 🙂

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