That’s my kitchen window and that’s my view of the ruellia growing there. I love the purple flowers and I like this time of year when I can see the light changing. The light is one of the reasons autumn–even in Texas–is my favorite season.
The ruellia lines a fence which is in a sorry state of repair, and I’ve liked that about it. It has an abandoned countryside feel to it. But some of the rails have already crumbled to nothing, so Tom says it’s headed for the debris pile today.
Once we decide on a different backdrop for the ruellia, I’ll share photos.
I know what you mean there is something nice about the wild taking over the abandoned look that speaks of home to me.