There is a new park in Kingwood, that is, new as in developed last year. I kept meaning to visit it, but was always too busy.
Yesterday I decided that "busy" was going to mean going to the park and taking pictures.
The park has a semi-circular path, and along the path are benches with trellis on the sides and over the top, designed to provide shade.
These passion flowers were twining up and over the benches, scenting the air with the most seductive perfume imaginable. I could imagine sitting down and never being able to leave the magical mesmerizing colors and fragrance.
The flowers have a secret: The under side of each flower has its own magic: The stamen is orange yellow when seen from behind, and the sepal and petals are arranged in an alternating purple/green/purple/green design.
I love flowers with a secret surprise. And if it wasn't for the fact that it is in the low 90's in that park, I think I would find a lovely lavender and green gown and a purple hat to wear, and I would go sit on one of those benches and write poetry.
It is so beautiful there, I'd bet the poems would just write themselves!