Walking home from the Phoenixville post office one clear, warm late November afternoon, I noticed these lovely, freshly green tendrils growing from the cracks of a concrete wall. I had seen similar weeds growing in other walls around town but not with such zest. Fascinated by it’s structure and it’s color, I was unsure how to photograph such a fleeting creature. I adore it’s tiny purple flowers and the way it grew, seemingly from nothing. Weeds, such smart plants, adapting to their surroundings, finding ways to grow against all odds.