I would like to share the scientific name of this flower, but I have no idea what it is. It crept through a ramshackle fence at the Yoga Center on the corner. Someone there has a taste for the unusual. It continued to grow until it could no longer support its weight, and now the fence is merely a fence again. Though an interesting fence. I think it expresses something about meditation, or meditative exercise. It lived behind the fence for the longest time, until it figured things out and burst forth. I suppose all flowers are like that. This one, however, found a space toward the sun, toward the sidewalk, toward passers by, and refused to be held back. Namaste.