There’s an ornate building next door to my work which I’ve loved ever since moving to Bern. It’s in the Langgasse quarter, which has lots of uni buildings, student accommodation and a laidback feel to it all, all conveniently located next to the main train station. I may have talked about this area, and building, before.
Walking along the main street, just past the building on the left, is a driveway. My eye was drawn to an amazing plant growing along the fence. Just like the massive building before, it was delicate and intricate in a different way. Balls of a fine swirly, white, starchy substance replaced any greenery and brown octopus/spider legs wiggled inside. What a showstopper of a vine!
I stole a sprig for closer inspection. Here’s what they look like magnified …
The spiders legs fall out very easily, and the feathery material feels almost little a cotton ball/make-up wipe thing – not as soft as you’d think, but not scratchy either.
Do any of my clever green-thumbed friends know what the plant is called? I had zero luck searching the internet.
Wishing you a wonderful day.
And Vale Alan Rickman. What a chameleon he was, with such an expressive face and that rich, smooth voice.