On my early afternoon walk down Piney Woods Church Road today, my attention was drawn to a fascinating relationship between a shrub of some kind and an adjacent muscadine. A woody tendril of the vine cradled a single leaf from the shrub, holding it in place. How did this happen? Did the tendrils turn first, to wrap around some long-gone form, and then the leaf just happened to be blown into a vine’s embrace? Or did the tendrils somehow develop around the leaf, pinning it motionless? Equally mysterious is how I managed to walk past it for weeks, or even months, never noticing it before today.