While it is called a purple passion flower, it seems just a bit shy. Though showing most of its petals, some are tucked behind leaves like a child clinging to its mother’s skirt. So I left it in peace, taking with me only a photo and a memory.
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Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs. This blog will be a forum to share experiences with family and friends. View more posts