Death of a creeper

It was out of place in the urban setting

We were on our way back home from vacation. Driving through rustic landscape on a beautiful rainy day was enthralling and refreshing. At one point of this journey, we spotted a tiled house covered with healthy green foliage. It was an amazing and beautiful scene. We wondered, as we got closer to the hamlet, what the ivy could be.

It was a home completely covered with the plant, except the entrance. My wife and I could not resist our temptation to know what it was. We contemplated the possibility of requesting a cutting to take back home, and mustered courage to knock on the door.

The woman who appeared at the door was calm and smiling, as though we were expected. My wife subtly told her the purpose of our visit. She appeared quite overwhelmed with our interest in the plant. She took us around the house and gave us the cutting. After some time, we bid adieu while admiring the impressive hospitality to us strangers, who virtually barged into her house seeking a favour.