Then there were two

Last weekend I spent some time re potting plants on the balcony of my little apartment. It was something that desperately needed to be done, and was probably overdue. Even if it was solely motivated by the fact that my newly planted passionfruit vine has already outgrown the pot that it was using. It was while moving another plant that I noticed it, something that appeared as nothing more than a weed at first glance, on closer inspection there was a slightly different, yet somehow familiar shape to it's leaves.

It was something I had seen before, but somehow different from the other weeds that I always seem to be removing. Yet closer inspection revealed that it can only be one thing -- passionfruit! It appears that I have the roots of a second passionfruit vine growing as well as the full-sized one that I purchased a couple of weeks ago. Just how it got there I don't know. I can only guess that it was the result of an old passionfruit from my old apartment falling into the pot and breaking down over time until the seeds germinated. Whatever it was, I'll be watching it with interest in the coming months.

In other news, with the minor illness of last weekend clearing up, I'm left to contend with an old foe when trying to determine just which rides I should do exactly when. Yet another bushfire is burning in the Hinterland. There was a time when bushfires in this part of the world were unheard of -- in fact, I don't recall seeing one in the first six years I lived here, now they seem to be a problem all the time. The weather forecast indicates it's not going to rain any time soon -- this could mean a train ride to the Sunshine Coast this weekend if I want to get some riding in.