He wonders how the crop ever came up at all through the mass of weeds that choked it, the spurrey that filled the spaces between the stalks below, the bindweed that climbed up them, the wild camomile flowering and flourishing at the edge, the tall thistles lifting their heads above it in bunches, and the great docks whose red seeds showed at a distance.
"Hodge and His Masters"
Richard Jefferies
The bindweed is a common roadside convolvulus.
"The Fairy-Faith in Celtic Countries"
W. Y. Evans Wentz
The man he is would stand unshaken if all his literary works withered like bindweed round a tree at the first breath of winter.
"Life and Writings of Maurice Maeterlinck"
Jethro Bithell