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petespassis.bsky.social
First flower from this old tacsonia hybrid - P.Kew Gardens

#petespassis #passiflora #uk #berkshire #passifloraceae #tacsonia #hybrid
December 17, 2025 at 3:39 PM
devonsubtropical.bsky.social
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More winter #passiflora
Firstly P. x violacea ‘Atropurpurea’ that we acquired from the legendary John Vanderplank when he visited us this summer and a tacsonia hybrid, possibly P. x exoniensis, with its shockingly pink flowers. Both will have prominent greenhouse positions next year.
December 17, 2025 at 1:26 PM
scottzona.bsky.social
Let’s not forget the cyanogenic glycosides that the Zebra longwing butterfly (Heliconius charithonia) gets from its host, Passiflora spp. Here it is ovipositing on P. suberosa. #Passifloraceae #Aposematism #Botany 🌾🧪🌱
Photo of a butterfly (black with yellow stripes) hovering over a plant that is climbing up the trunk of a tree. Photo by Scott Zona CC BY-NC 2.0.
December 17, 2025 at 11:30 AM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
The Feet Know First A poem by Silvia Passiflora The feet know first when the day is done they rise, they fall, they point toward none No path to walk let quiet blush, Could use a pedicure but there’s no rush The house can whisper all it likes but tonight the feet give up #780 | July 23, 2025
December 15, 2025 at 2:52 AM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
#1605
#MPPrompt
Stopping for Gas on a Snowy Evening After Robert Frost A poem by Silvia Passiflora Whose tanks these are I think I know Gas station at the side of the road foretold by billboards just as my gauge blinkered low My little van must think it odd To overlinger enjoy the view Winter’s photograph an artist’s nod To ask was there a pressing date invented haste for some post hustle culture in my bones Besides, no signal here, it can wait The roads stretch on but my mind heeds promises kept to ancient needs the miles can wait dreams press Heed the miles can wait dreams press Heed #1605 | December 14, 2025
December 14, 2025 at 4:33 PM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
Aurora Cantus XVIII: While the Rain Falls A poem by Silvia Passiflora It is raining too hard to leave so I do not even try The trees bend and sway a rhumba in the night I sit in lotus by scented candlefire I have zero nada to explain In conversation with my nervous system no urgent business finds my brain The world can wait one night while I summon inner peace It’s been in short supply lately So let the storm brew over me #774 | July 22, 2025
December 14, 2025 at 12:06 PM
elena-posdata.bsky.social
Toblerone Funge, ya que estás sube al spotify Passiflora y la cover de It's a sin
December 13, 2025 at 7:40 PM
seuprota.bsky.social
Das flores do meu quintal: passiflora caerulea, maracujá nativo do RS.
Flor e fruto do maracujá da espécie passiflora caerulea em ambiente natural.
December 13, 2025 at 3:17 PM
devonsubtropical.bsky.social
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Coincidentally our night flowering (&day this time of year) #Passiflora ‘Annette’ has 2flowers open today just as I spotted that one of the open pollinated seeds from it has germinated in the propagator.
We don’t know which of our many other plants the pollen came from - should be interesting!
December 13, 2025 at 12:08 PM
jvrgb.bsky.social
Es muy peculiar lo de esta fruta, porque tiene muchas variedades de colores y tamaños muy diversos y también muchos nombres distintos, al igual que la planta Passiflora que tiene más de 500 especies aunque no todas dan fruto comestible.
December 13, 2025 at 9:05 AM
ivanchop007.bsky.social
¡Una flor de la pasión! Passiflora ligularis o #Granadilla
December 13, 2025 at 3:41 AM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
#1560
#MPPrompt
Hope is a Thing with Flowers After Emily Dickenson By Silvia Passiflora Hope is a thing with flowers that blossoms in the soul like prayers in a Book of Hours pressed roses in the folds The fragrance it still holds beauty lives within the lines precious things are hidden near treasured in the spine I saw it in the strangest sleep between the dark and waking It keeps its place beside the bed it asks no more of me #1560 | December 11, 2025
December 12, 2025 at 1:06 AM
longstory.bsky.social
Passionflower blooming in December 🤔🌱 #zone9b
Passionflower in bloom (Passiflora caerulea) Side view of a passionflower in bloom (Passiflora caerulea)
December 12, 2025 at 12:59 AM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
Aurora Cantus XVI: Watching the Sky for the Clouds to Break A Poem by Silvia Passiflora The heron stands in shadowed reeds one leg lifted, still as dusk not from fear but from the old knowing that minnows flicker only once The persimmon does not blush in summer she ripens through the heat Only through the season’s due diligence does her sweetness yield And the Queen with eyes on every square lets the knight tempt and the rook chase But when the storm clears just enough she moves once and ends the game #772 | July 22, 2025
December 11, 2025 at 10:28 AM
cibelebastos.bsky.social
Cara, eu não tenho conseguido dormir nada, mesmo tomando passiflora. Acho que vou dobrar a dose.
Queria certas pessoas também fora da minha vida, certeza que isso melhoraria bastante!
December 11, 2025 at 8:45 AM
jiarumi.bsky.social
É PORQUE O NOME DE VERDADE É PASSIFLORA...
December 10, 2025 at 8:00 PM
jiarumi.bsky.social
Passiflora é a flor do maracujá!
December 10, 2025 at 7:19 PM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
#1539 Stained Glass

Stained glass sugarwork
gingerbread Victorian
with unicorns

Baked and designed by the author.
3 foot tall exhibit piece on turntable base with interior light.

#BSPP48 #StainedGlass #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
Gingerbread work with candied sugar glass windows and frosted unicorns. Hearts going up drawbridge. Festive edible chocolate kisses offered at base for viewers to taste. Created by Silvia Passiflora.
December 10, 2025 at 4:57 PM
jiaemilee.bsky.social
Claro que não isso é uma passiva que gosta da Flora das Winx uma passiflora
December 10, 2025 at 4:41 PM
taejo-jia.bsky.social
Eu acho que ela inventou essa palavra passiflora
December 10, 2025 at 4:40 PM
taejo-jia.bsky.social
Melissa com passiflora
December 10, 2025 at 4:16 PM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
Border of Assumptions A poem by Silvia Passiflora On the road to Chicago, I bought extra insurance for the car rental not for the storms or the deer — but in case the wrong hands mistook my face for foreign. Who would pay for a broken window if the agents broke it? A strange question, I know, yet that is the math brown bodies learn. A white relative calls it paranoia. I call it preparation, the quiet choreography of keeping myself whole in a country that forgets its promises. December 10, 2025
December 10, 2025 at 11:43 AM
olisopa.bsky.social
Sí pero passiflora.. Es ghost descafeinao por estructuras y melodías (y algunas letras ya sabes) y repugnant es ghost en esteroides y café y anfetas (tirando para el otro lado, más oscuro y metal)
December 10, 2025 at 10:36 AM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
In Accordance, Anyway A poem by Silvia Passiflora (A postpartum poem for artists who’ve given their all) The rocking chair did not move until she did — and even then, it asked for permission. After the hard birthing of twin albums that nearly bled her, she wasn’t waiting for a sign. She’d had enough of signs. In this moment, all that mattered was the feeling of being held and cradled. The signs could wait their turn. The porch squeaked in accordance anyway — like a fiddle to a metronome, like a village that shows up after the babies are born. #822 | August 6, 2025
December 10, 2025 at 5:19 AM
silviapassiflora.bsky.social
The Fox and the Fog A poem by Silvia Passiflora She walks the field before dawn, mist clinging to her fur like memory. She’s not hunting — not exactly. This is instinct, not appetite. I’m not over it, but I’m older in it. “I thought you wanted to forget me,” the fog says. “I thought I did,” says the fox. “But then you kept showing up.” “And if I stop?” “Then I’ll still listen,” she says. “Not for you, for the line you never finished.” By the time the birds begin, she’s already crossed the field twice. She doesn’t need to sing to be first. #805 | July 31, 2025 From If the House Could Speak
December 10, 2025 at 4:33 AM