Spring crept in...
Bringing the wisteria blossoms with it.
Gobs of beautiful fragrant flowers droop and sway.
Where big black bees, furry bumbles and butterflies gather in bliss.
At least, I like to think they are in bliss.
Everyday we stroll out to the wisteria.
Many times a day actually.
I started with 3 wisteria vines 3-4 years ago.
Two from White Flower Farm (ordered on-line) and one from Home Depot.
The one from Home Depot is huge and beautiful climbing up our front porch with strength, but has yet to flower (they say it can take 5 years to bloom for the first time?). So, if you are buying one ask if it will bloom soon, or how old the plant is.
One of the vines from White Flower Farm didn't make it, not sure why?
And the other one is doing gloriously, it's the one you see here in the photos.
This is its second, but best, year blooming.
I am taking advantage of every little flower drop.
Collecting in my potion jars, all the dry flowers that carpet the ground.
(you can find some potion labels of your own here)
We are all so in impressed with the amount of blooms this year.
We just stand and stare and breathe in big gulps of early spring air.
The vine is twisting around a patio gazebo in the garden.
Actually, if you want to know the truth, one of the artists sold the gazebo to me after an art show we did on our property years ago. She put it up for the event, but was too daunted to take it down and asked me if I wanted to buy it? So I did.
Soon thereafter the canopy tore to pieces and I was just left with the metal, so I put it in a little space outside of the tiny gallery, where an old greenhouse used to stand. Now the walls of the greenhouse are all that are left.
Along with some locks and window frame pieces I find in the dirt from time to time.
Actually, it was a greenhouse built by Fenton, remember him?
Anyhow, Mister Lovee and I put the gazebo thingamabob in the old greenhouse space ages ago, and now the wisteria is growing up and around it.
I think it's a good place for wisteria to climb about at its own wild leisure.
Under pink sunsets.
Heads gazing up.
Never getting enough.
Oh spring, spring spring spring.
Like a lost love you bump into.
Falling into love all over again.
Knowing you will meet again once a year.
You gather up as much of its love as you can while it is here.
Never being able to gather just enough.
The time speeding by too quickly.
And yet, you wouldn't have it any other way.
Dry blossoms underfoot.
Never forgotten in jars filled with Fairy Wing Magic...
Thanks for the wonderful visit on these fresh new spring days.
Are you a wisteria fan?
I was reading that "Wisteria flowers naturally bring to mind our need for peace, quiet, and time to honour the divine essence of who we are." (taken from here)
Isn't that wonderful?
How have the first days of spring greeted you?