Large Bindweed

Calystegia Silvatica (?)
and five fold symmetry again.

"Some things in life are a law unto themselves. Bindweed is one of them. One summer it grew all over my sea garden. It coiled itself round the tender stems of my Mrs Sinkins pinks and strangled the living sap out of them. I tugged it up by the armful, but a few days later it was back.
You have to leave only a small piece of bindweed in the ground and it will regrow itself, leaves and roots and everything.
So I said to the bindweed, You want to be in my garden and I don’t want you. I can’t dig you out. If I poison you, I run the risk of poisoning the plants I want to keep. We have a problem that will not go away. Something needs to change.
Beside every bindweed stem, I pushed in a hazel pea stick. About twenty in all. The bindweed shot up these supports and rewarded me with lilac trumpets of flowers striped with white. I wouldn’t say I loved the bindweed. I certainly didn’t trust it. It would have scrambled all over my pinks the moment I stopped offering new sticks. But sometimes you have to respect the fact that even though you don’t want bindweed you have it, and you’d better get along side by side."

Taken from 'The Love Song of Miss Queenie Hennessy' by Rachel Joyce