Maybe you remember my rhapsodizing about planting climbers with those who stand tall... look behind the Morning Glory and you can see the clamberings going on! I am stunned by the hearts in the photo. Love in the Morning.
Every day I search for Neighbor Beans. Look what I found this morning! Just shedding her slipper, look at the shadow on the leaf below her. Miracles are everywhere today.
Ms. Brandywine has exquisite blossoms. Before this year I had never realized how each variety of tomato has its own unique blossoms and leaves! Why would I be suprised at that?
I have planted several varieties of Morning Glories. This one is ethereal, it looks as though it is glowing from the center. See Cleome in the background? Yes, this is turning into a bloomin' jungle! Just right.
Anyone up for zucchini? Yellow crooknecks? The bounty begins.
What does a Morning Glory say to dawn? She saves her passion for the light, unfurling in the early hours of the day. Morning Glory does not bloom in the afternoon, ever. Or the evening, she leaves that to 4 O'Clocks and Moon Flower.
Struggle may come directly from doing what one is not meant to do. The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed; there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennuis, vanish---all duties even. Ralph Waldo Emerson
So I say, bloom gloriously at whatever time of day suits you best. And watch all tragedies, ennuis and duties vanish!