The ordinary

A fascination with the ordinary.
I saw this little piece of a building from quite a distance.
Nothing spectacular about it, from the street.

What really caught my eye was the window above it, for some reason.
But, when I got up close, I saw the these little vines.
They looked so graceful.

They created their own beauty.

No one had moved them or forced them to grow this way.
They just did.