Makes you wonder why people even bother. But I'm glad that they do.
The thing is, by the time the vines and pods turn brown and brittle there's no way to tell which ones bloom white and which ones are blue. They're planted in separate areas in separate pots but the vines tangle together across the railing. And they really tangle. And I love the way they unify the whole thing into one complete composition of their own making, like a jungle.
This is the opposite side that gets the most shade. There are two of these lamps with large pots beneath them filled with elephant ears and caladiums, and annuals. and these vines. The vines haven't started to bloom. They're more protected. But they sure do grow tall. They would wrap around the whole doorway if I guided them with strings. Instead, they reach upward, fall back, then grow back up wrapping around itself like plies of rope. Morning glory vines use everything within reach as armature. Including you if you sat there long enough. And it grows fast too. Don't fall asleep out there or you'll wake up bound up in vines. (Possible excess of customary 12% exaggeration for dramatic effect.)
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Wow. You always go full bore! You inspire me, yet here I sit. I did manage to plant a bleeding heart I had since last year. A fairly large one in a gallon pot that made it through the winter. They start to die back in the heat of summer, so I thought I should get it in before it went completely dormant.
The woodworking thread is leading the gardening thread 13 to 2.
I would have added a comment earlier but I tripped over one of my morning glory vines and couldn't get away. (I know, way beyond the 12% limit.)
I spend altogether too much of my time ripping vines off my buildings and railings and shrubbery and trees and other things, heck the other day I found some obnoxious 5 leafed vine trying to bind my truck to the earth. I was not pleased. And don't get me started on poison ivy - that stuff is ubiquitous this time of year. I would much rather spend my time doing woodwork. The fight against vines is a battle to the death. So far I am holding my own.
The view from the inside is impressive. Our realtor used a drone camera to take overhead pictures of our previous home and property, and I'm wondering if there might be someone among the wealthy or hungry who feast on ChipA's goodness who might have one to borrow or use in order to obtain the full frontal view?
On my end, I'll commit to trying some caladiums next year, as the cannas aren't doing the trick and the swan definitely needs something more graceful.
This is my first year without the Heavenly Blue morning glories I usually plant, as I had too much going on to get them in. There are two huge Rose of Sharon bushes that appear to have been left untrimmed for the last several years. This past week they have been loaded with blooms and butterflies-- with the blue swallow tails standing in as morning and afternoon glories with wings.
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