I love the intense, glorious, fleeting blue of morning glories. From pale green spears they lengthen to creamy white spiral buds striped with blush pink, then the blossoms unfurl rich blue pleats that are heavy with inky colour.
Fully open, the trumpets
seem to shimmer with a dazzling haze of blue, reflecting the sky for one glorious day.
By late afternoon
the colour shifts, the blue
gives way to lilac....
and lilac gives
way to intense and deepening
pink, the blossoms infolding to buds
like furled parasols.
For the brilliant blue trumpets I must buy annual seeds, but the wild bindweeds (weeds indeed, yet welcome) come back readily and are equally fascinating to watch as the colour changes through the day, a glimpse of magic in the garden.
