Growing up in Augusta, our yard was bordered by a row of beautiful fuchsia crepe myrtles. My friends and I used to love plucking the unopened buds off the trees and pinching them so their vivid petals emerged. As gorgeous as the blooms are, though, I have always loved the dried out seed pods best. I never get tired of drawing these little guys! They are so lovely and geometric, like origami.
I'm not sure what this vine is, but it has really pretty pastel yellow flowers. I must confess that this is one of the specimens I nabbed out of a neighbor's garden when I lived in the dorms by Forsyth Park. So, to that unknown victim of garden pilfering, thank you for supporting the arts. :)