The morning glories are starting to unfurl themselves upon a five foot tower of green. In the late August garden, that’s a lot of show for 39 cents. This was a pack of seeds I bought at Walgreens or suchlike place that sells cheepo seed packages of downscale provenance. I call it Scandinavian Flags morning glory because it’s white, blue and yellow, colors favored in Nordic flag making.
I suspect that a seed from a pink variety got mixed in with the white ones — see that bud northwest of the ladybug? If so, I’m delighted — I’m already missing the classic intensity of Heavenly Blue or the sassy red of Scarlett O’Hara. Before the ‘Ville forced us to transplant our mailbox across the street at the request of the Post Office, I covered it in cascades of fuchsia morning glories which rejoiced my heart every time I pulled out of the driveway.
Yes, these South American lovelies are glorious and they make me rejoice. They always grow, in rambunctious profusion. With little coaching and no tying, they’ll twine themselves around fence posts, pillars, mailboxes, tree trunks, downspouts — even a funky tepee (or tuteur, should we wish to get all fancy) made from three bamboo stakes and a twist tie:
It helps to remember to water the sturdy shield-shaped seedlings now and them, but it’s been such a wet summer here there’s been no necessity. They like sunshine, which is, no doubt, why I remember seeing them wending along farmhouse fences when I was a child. They’re another annual that blooms in August from seed. I’ve written about how much I love the proletarian toughness of their kind: https://cheapcheer.wordpress.com/2010/08/02/in-the-garden-august-annuals-and-a-swell-book/. My cousin Bill reminded me of yet another farmhouse garden beauty, the hollyhock. When we cleaned out the garden this spring the landscapers pulled out the nascent hollyhocks, and I’ll be sure to plant some seeds this fall.
I’m feeling another Suburban Guerrilla moment coming on. I’m going to acquaint myself with every chain link fence in the ‘Ville with a spot of soil adjacent . Come spring, forget Johnny Appleseed. Morning Glory Maggie will will be armed with five bucks worth of seed, setting forth on another subversive campaign for more surprise, more beauty, more mystery, more fun.