When, as a teenager, I first heard the name “passion fruit” it conjured up in my young mind images of beauty and poetic love. Unfortunately, as is often the case when growing up one discovers that the reality was somewhat different.


An amateur photographer’s personal journey
When, as a teenager, I first heard the name “passion fruit” it conjured up in my young mind images of beauty and poetic love. Unfortunately, as is often the case when growing up one discovers that the reality was somewhat different.

