All summer I watched as my morning glory vine grew. Taller and taller, twining and twining it went. Up, up, up ... higher and higher it grew.
On more than one occasion it tried to wind it's way into the garage until I gently directed it back where it belonged. You might be thinking that this is a tale of one of those wildly invasive morning glories. Quite the contrary. This is a tale of the morning glory I planted from seed in the spring. The morning glory that bears the name of "Heavenly Blue", which is the main reason I plant it. That blue flower is truly heavenly. It was beginning to seem like my wild vine was going to remain ,not quite as heavenly, green. That is until last week ...
Heavenly and Blue.
It took a
while long while, but it was worth the wait.
The morning glory wasn't the only vine around here to be slow to bloom. The cypress vine (aka: hummingbird vine) did the very same thing. Here you see them growing towards each other. I think they're about to shake hands and congratulate each other for successfully keeping the resident gardener in suspense.
Finally, the last holdout is blooming to the delight of the hummingbirds and me.
And the vines have gone from shaking hands to holding hands.