We’re growing a bunch of morning glories on a string trellis thingie along the ramp up to our apartment, and I just really love it each morning seeing a handful of the day’s babies.
Lovely pictures.
I looove morning glories. We had an entire wall full of morning glories in our school when I was a kid. One day the teachers asked the older students to pluck some of them for decorating something.
The older kids went right up, plucked the flowers, and dropped them down so the others could catch them in their bowls. The sight of morning glories gently floating down, swaying in the slight breeze, the deep purple of them even more noticeable in the gentle morning light, the kids laughing as they did their best to catch them - that became a core memory. That was the first time I appreciated beauty - of life, nature, everything. I've forgotten a lot of stuff in my childhood, but this will likely stick with me for a long time